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|April 7, 1987 - ?|
Blake Solomon, somehow, is turning 21.
Is this a joke? Did I really make it this far?
A constant with uber successful people is this: there was always someone there to tell them, "It won't work, jackass. You're a failure." This hasn't happened with me, yet, so maybe that's my goal for this year. Maybe I take a bit of initiative and try to follow a dream, and when some asshole mentor lets me know that I can't succeed, rather than fight, I'll smile. I'll know that I've come up with something truly great and daring.
Isn't it strange how I just assume the naysayer is wrong and I'm right? Pretty egotistical, huh? It's my birthday soon, and I feel like giving myself the gift of naivety and far-off dreams.
In a month I'll be in London. In 3 months I'll be a college senior. In 12 months I'll have a degree. Nuts. In 21 months I'll have a job and money? That last one is the most jarring.
I've learned a lot in my time on this website. A lot of it has been helpful. A thick skin will take you out of this atmosphere and to new heights. They don't cover spacecrafts with cheese, after all. An opinion is always worth fighting for, as long as you never forget the other person is thinking the same thing. Music tastes change, bands get new members, technology simultaneously ruins/jazzes up music. But the one thing that never goes away is those people you spend all day and night chatting with about what has got you jiving that day, week or year. If any of those people read this blog, then, thanks. You definitely know who you are. Life isn't like a website, though, and you can't hide behind this week's avatar/user title combination. Eventually you're going to have to literally stand up from behind the keyboard and make a case for yourself. Don't take this step lightly, it's one of the most important things you'll ever do. I've typed some horrible shit during my time on this site, but the recent realization that I now feel comfortable to say the shit in real life was a great one. Over-analyzation (and remember this is coming from a freakin' music reviewer) will never, ever bring the closure you're searching for. People are simple and they want simple in return. The next time you're on a date or in an awkward situation, remember that. If everyone stopped trying to guess what the other person was going to say next, social interactions would be much more fun and spontaneous.
Hold on tight. I think that this is going to be one heck of a ride these next 12 months. Will I be the same person? Well that depends on if I'm happy with who I am now.
|Tags: blake solomon, birthday, musings