Worrying About The Future

Hello to all my readers...both those who read now (all two of you) and the five that may stumble upon this when they discover my little corner of the blogosphere. First of all My buddy has a new Vlog, go watch him. His vlog is kinda why I'm writing this one.  Here's the link to the vlog

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O-gFyyQjJ9I

So Jimmy's Vlog got me thinking: Why do we worry about the future? And I think I have a rather simple answer: We want the future to be better than the present. That's why we worry about it, especially if your present sucks. And let's face it, for a lot of people, the present sucks. We want things to be better tomorrow, because we know, regardless of whether we want it to come or not, tomorrow is going to come, so the most we can do is try and optimise the chance of our future being happy. However, I do agree with Jimmy, we can't live for the future...alone. We need to plan for the future, but live for today. (In fact there's your quote of the day "Plan for the future, live for today)

For me, the future doesn't look scary, it looks terrifying. Expect more of my negative side to show now that I'll probably have a loneliness complex real soon. Oh and besides that, I'm kinda in a jam right now when it comes to my future, (Ramming my head against a brick wall I can't get away from) I have to live for the present, until tomorrow where it looks like I'll be living in the past. I know that's not wise, but hey, whatever keeps me waking up in the morning...speaking of which.

Tomorrow I'm going to school for the first day of classes (I'm a senior in college) And I'm kinda excited to see all the people there (a few more then others) and I'm looking forward to my classes. At the same time, I'm terrified because I want my last year to be the best and I want to go out with a bang, but seeing how I've heard college is what you make it out to be, and I can't make anything right, I'm even more concerned than I was. Some can see senior year as the best year, for me it's my last chance to have an impact and really change things for me for the better. Sadly I have no faith in my own abilities to do that. Maybe Dad (i/e God) is looking out for me...I just hope he doesn't play another joke like all the other times.

Until Next Time....Thank You and Good Night!!