Life without air traffic control.

Doesn’t everyone wish life were like the movies? That things are black and white, good and evil, and anyone with one eye gone and severe brain damage could tell the difference? As much as we wish the bad guys had jagged scars and raspy voices and the good guys had handsome features and a girl by the waist, it just doesn’t happen. The closest thing we even have to a cartoon character is Stephen Klem. And while he’s pretty damn funny…he’s human. And messed up. But that’s a different blog for a different time. The reality (and I’m touching on some points that Rebekah made in her blog that I really liked) is you don’t get clear-cut signs. You don’t get that giant arrow pointing to the right decision. There’s not the guy in the orange vest with the little orange cone thingies waving us in from the skies. There’s always the gray area that we somehow always seem to get lost in. No one will give you a straight up yes or no answer unless you work for it. And I’m tired of these low wages.
My life is so incredibly hectic right now. Like my profile says, I feel like an amputee trying to juggle in front of a crowd of orphans. All of these people are counting on me, and if I drop something, it will start off a chain of reactions ending in me probably losing my other arm. There’s newspaper, where I feel like just another reluctant leader forced into a role willingly (if that makes sense). I don’t think I’ve grown into the editor position as I thought I would, and either that’s gonna change with time, or I’m gonna have a miserable second period for two years straight. Tennis is just a biscuit of my agenda plate but it still is time consuming. Work is the freakin’ turkey, stuffing, and potatoes though. It’s sapping all of my time away and sometimes I’m not even sure if it’s worth getting paid for. I’ve never been so busy in my life, and I’m not sure how I’m gonna stand under all this weight. Grades come first, and we’ll see if I can just stay afloat long enough to catch that glimpse of land which seems so far away right now.
I’ve admittedly been in a bit of a slump idea wise recently. I don’t where the chain has a broken link, me thinking of them or me remembering them long enough to jot them down on here. I’m sure it will come back to me, but until then I’m reduced to writing paragraphs on fairly meaningless sports crap.
In other news, Dallas is 3-0 for the first time in almost a decade, and I couldn’t be happier. As a fan, I’ve sat through the Quincy Carter era. I watched as my ‘Boys flopped and finished last in their division multiple times under Dave Campo. I was there for the supposed resurrection with Bill Parcells, where he led us to the playoffs twice, for nothing. To Dustin. To Nathan. To Alan. This is for us. How ’bout dem Cowboys?!


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