Have you ever wanted something so bad but for some reason you can get enough grasp on what it takes to get it?
Perhaps it’s just finding the right formula. If that’s so, I’m trying. Trying to gather the tools for the right formula. Learning to use those tools is a feat in its own.
I will make this happen. This why I’m here.
If I were king of this night would you become my queen?
You’ll make it. I promise things will get better. You’re beautiful inside and out.
They say good things come to those who wait. I’m not sure about that. Then again- I am super impatient. I know what I did what was right, but waiting on others is the worst. I just wish some decisions could be easier to make. But that’s an entirely different story.
If I were king of this night, would you become my queen?
But I know exactly what I want. The funny part is, that it’s right in front of me, and I cannot have it. I must be patient and patience is something I am learning. Not patience in people, but rather– patience in time. I wish there was more that I could do, although I do everything, and do everything right. Always there, always giving, and always serving towards what I want.
As I give it time and take care of the little things, like myself; I will better help enhance this patience. I myself, will succeed one way or another. I will be on top of my game and take full advantage of the time I have here on this earth. I just don’t want anyone else to miss out.
I am in love, and I cannot help it.
Life lately has been progressing greatly. Although it has been progressing, I’ve been impatient. Patience is something that I feel I am learning right now, above anything. A life lesson from God perhaps. Taking one day at a time, while keeping a goal in mind. It isn’t easy, but I know I can learn from this, and come out much stronger.
I had 2 years of patience in Texas, why shouldn’t I apply that here in California? Know what I am aiming for, have a goal, and live the day knowing what you are supposed to be doing. Routine helps and is in fact, healthy. As my days swing into a routine, I feel patience will become easier.
I’ve got this.
Lie awake, wondering,
If things could have been much different.
Second chance, what’s become
Of a friendship if you can call this one?
Stayed in touch, stood behind,
While I gave you space
And you invade mine.
I’m deep in and I can’t dig myself out. Motivation is low and true happiness lacks. Need support but all I get is a busy signal.
My gf. She is a hard worker. She doesn’t get to play much because she works so hard. She’s a sweetheart. I don’t think she even knows I blog, let alone about her. She usually wakes up around 5:30 to 6:00am to start her day, arrives to work at 7. She works till 4 and usually has other affairs that keep her busy. By time she is able to breathe, the day is over and she’s tired, she is unable to stay out late very often. She’s a hard worker and treats me well.
Today she had to deal with Los Angeles’s horrible vehicle ticketing. The various cities within LA are known for being evil when it comes to tickets, especially red light tickets, which are immoral and should be nationally illegal. Did you know that it’s cheaper to get an open container ticket than a red light ticket? Surely there are more laws out there that are just as horrible. Anyway, $500 is not cheap, all for running a red light.
Los Angeles, the necessary evil.
Today was rough. Went to an audition, and it was rough, embarrassing even. I love to sing, nothing makes me happier, and I am confident in my vocal range. But I am a perfectionist and a procrastinator, two things that don’t mix well together. I need things to be perfect or my confidence is zip.
I have been sad lately. I need to turn my thoughts into stories, and turn those stories into music, music of my own that is perfect in every way because it is my creation. I am a creator.
Now only if I could find time to create, and find that confidence that seems to have left me.
Hi, I’m Stevo.