Coming Full Circle

I've thought about life in this way before, how time seems to be one large circle that I just travel in, going around and around, the same things happening again and again. Just recently I've switched rooms in my apartment (again), and I've realized that I'm sleeping in the same room, on the same bed even, that I was in when I first came to Cedar. The very same one. I'm also re-experiencing the joys and sorrows I've had when I first moved here, though the joys are greater and the sorrows are less.

I've pondered on time and life, and thinking about it, I don't think Time is circular at all... but in the form of a sine wave. (Yes, I had to sneak math in here somehow). Anyways, Time seems to be taking the same turns, but that's because it keeps moving on and on, in the likeness of a circle, but not a circle.

Anyhow, although I've figured some things out, some things are not very easy. I'm coming to grips with life as I see it, and that is not very easy. I've also have some complex situations that I am now faced with, including trying to figure out Linux, and some other things which are pressing hard on my mind. Maybe someday I will be able to figure this out, but it won't be anytime soon.

Well, there's no time for stressing or thinking now, I have some papers to write, so I'll try to figure it out by and by.

Echoes of the Past, Reflections of the Future

Well, today has been allright, I'm now only about 100 pages behind in my Literature class, and I've a million things to do, but I'm allright. You know, I've noticed some things about how life goes, and I think I'm going to share a little of my personal experience here. Why? I don't know, just because I think perhaps someone would be able to learn from my mistakes.

I've had a lot of time to do some personal reflections on my past. How life was in High School, and before I moved to Cedar City. I've had a whole lot of things to think about from then, and most of the time, I didn't want to. But the more I think about it, the easier it is to let it go, and to realize what was happening back then.

I warn anyone reading this that this is my story, and that it is complete from my perspective. That anyone who loves Vernal and/or High School had better stop reading this entry right now, because I'm not holding back my feelings, and it will be easy to become offended if you do not stop reading right now.

Vernal is a place in my mind that will always be one of the worst places in the world. I hate it, and it hates me. From High School--and even before--I was a prisoner there. High school for me was full of many people, most of them fake, just trying to be the most popular or the prettiest or the coolest. No one understood what it meant to live--myself included. I fell prey to the constant suggestion of that accursed place that I was worth nothing, that life was meaningless for me. And what did it accomplish? At that time I had a deathwish, because I was not strong enough to realize that the constant suggestions and assault of words were of ideals that are nothing but the constant struggle and want of power over others. And no one was there to pull me out, at least not for a long time, not until it was almost too late.

Coming to Cedar I was running form the past. It seems to be a fact of life that you cannot run from your problems, and expect them to go away. They always come back with a vengance. And so it was for me. The echoes of the past I thought I had escaped threatened my life a second time. Well, I was smarter then, and more experianced, and I realized--though unable to cast off those weighted chains of thought--that they were not right, it was not how the world worked, there was something about those accusations of worthlessness that didn't ring true. So I sought help, and found my way back. I still struggle with the echoes of the past, they still haunt me at times and threaten my peace, but they aren't nearly as strong or influential as they once were.

I now have the life I've always wanted, and I am happy and satisfied with life for the most part. I find that the feelings of freedom I fealt before the past caught me the second time, are the very feelings I have now, but nearing ten fold the potency. To me, Vernal is Hell, and Cedar City is salvation. I have found that you choose your future, and I have chosen mine.

This experience for me has had several effects. Cedar City has become my home, though I choose my words carefully in mixed company. (I've offended several people already, without even trying). I have also grown a hatred for Vernal that I don't think will ever go away. There is also an effect form this experience that I'm not sure what to do with. Every once in a while, especially on sites such as facebook or myspace where the faces of the past confront me, I'll find a torrent and whirlwind of emotions battling for attention in my head. Needless to say the echoes of the past return at full effect (or what is now full effect of those feelings that are still left), and I found myself staring at those pictures with a kind of hatred. Not to say that I hate those people, but I think that my hatred of Vernal has began to leak into everything in my mind associated with Vernal. I do not hate them--most of them--but I find it diffucult to seperate my feelings of Vernal from them. I apalogize to any of those from Vernal who are reading this. It is something I may struggle with for the rest of my life. I do not mean it personally. Time heals all wounds, so it has been said. I'm not sure I believe this statement is completely correct, but it does have some merrit. With time these feelings of hatred may lesten, and perhaps eventually I will only think of the city of Vernal alone with those feelings and not the collective of everything associated with it. But for now the echoes of the past cause me to look at some with feelings of utter contempt. We shall se how this summer goes, since I will be returning to that accursed place. Perhaps that will help me through these feelings and allow me to finally lay at rest the past, and leave nothing but hope of the brightest future.

What the heck is going on anyways?

Well, today was a fairly good day. Well, sort of. Life sometimes comes at you fast, and oh man, has life came at me fast! I've been trying to catch up in all my classes (almost have now, except for literature, i feel very very behind in that). Now all I have to do is just wait until next week comes so I can see what else I have to do in my classes. I'm also behind in meditation. We are studying Tai Chi now, and I haven't been able to practice, because I was sick all last week from sunday through sunday. I'm still sick, I feel 10x better than I did, but I'm still sick. So I haven't been able to practice that either. I'm also hoping that in ballroom dance we get things started, so I can start practicing with my partner. We are doing the Cha Cha now, and that's one of my favorite dances, I just realized I'm going to be behind in that too, because they will be taking things from the routine from the technique class--which I'm not in because no one told me I needed it.... I would have taken it too, but guess what, it's too late now.

Anyways, besides all of this, I'm still having a really great day. It's kinda wierd. I'm going to be getting a new job soon (hopefully if things go allright), and I'm also getting quite a bit of taxes back as well (hopefully that will come in soon enough). I think that's about everything that I want to say right now, so I'll just leave it at that.

Star Wars, anyone?

Well, today has definitely been interesting. We had a performance in ballroom dance. It didn't go quite as well as I would have liked, but it was fun. I just hope that that will come together better.

Moving on, it is getting close to spring (yeah!!!), and that means spring break. I am going to be watching star wars and lord of the rings and a whole bunch of other movies... but for right now, I have checked out Star Wars from the library (episodes 4-6 anyways), and I plan on watching them soon, I love star wars! And I'm hoping that I can watch them with my friend Beth, she hasn't seen them yet.

Also, the fiction section of creative writing is almost done, so I might be posting a short story onto my website soon. I do plan on writing more than one, though I might have to wait until summer before I start doing that.

One of my friends has a game from (well, I actually can't remember where it is from) called Generals... It is a type of strategy game, I think it is very fun, and I'm thinking I might design my own board for it, so that I might play it any time I want to.

Well, that's everything I have to say about anything for right now, so here's hoping that I can live through my presentation tomorrow.

"And The Wheels on the Bus Go 'Round"

Yeah, so I found out that school doesn't stop, nor does life, even when you do get sick... Well, acutally I already knew that, but I just like to mention it over and over and over again. I caught something nasty (think it might have been the flu) on sunday, and it took me out until last night. And I just happened to have to go to practice last night (for ballroom dance, not too much fun), but it's a good thing I did go, because we are performing on Monday and there were quite a few changes in the routine/dance we are doing.

Besides that, life is just as crazy as ever, just trying to balance work and school and my free time. You would think I would have that down by now, but nope, I don't. Anyhow, I've been doing a lot with creative writing, which is awesome, and I'm now learning Tai Chi (Oh Yeah!!!), and hopefully by next year I will be in great shape. I am planning on doing more with poetry, and posting that onto my website, just haven't gotten that far yet, I still have about a hundred pages to read in about three--maybe four--books for a few differant classes.

But besides life being busy, I'm feeling a lot better now as compared with mondy--monday I could barely stand--and I'm just glad this sickness, this nasty bug that I caught, is almost gone, and hopefully gone for a long time.