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(FRIDAY, DECEMBER 8TH, 2006)
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THE DRUMS & SUCH
So I haven't had a chance ot update this section as much as I though. It's final's week at EKU and it sucks. However...this is my last semester there as I am moving to Nashville at the end of February and I'm really excited!
CONGRAT'S to my Brother Steven White who received an MVP award for Football at North Laurel High School. Keep it up!!!!
Here's to Troy: Troy Jones is an amazing drummer. Troy Jones and I have played 3 shows together now all without any rehearsal at all. Troy Jones knows. Troy Jones should run for president. Troy Jones. Troy Jones!
Uh..Sorry. So, Troy and I jammed out last night at Paddy Wagon as we did the past 2 times. It was a great time. I've never connected with someone so much musically that we can just make up these funk jams and hit all of the non-practiced, non-written stops all together. It's amazing to get on the same wavelength as someone for a few minutes. Thanks Troy for jumping in. I'll keep you posted on when our next show is together.
Here's to Troy and Steven::
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(THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 23RD, 2006)
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WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP? (part 2)
I decided that the last post was WAAAAY to long. So this here's my attempt to make it up to you:
Happy Thnksgvng. Break=good. Family. Sleep. Break=needs to be longer.
Sincerely,
B.W.
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(TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 21ST, 2006)
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WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
So when I came to a conclusion to add the "blog" portion to my website, I told myself (intercommunication...i don't have audible conversation to myself) that this would be primarily to make fun of, allow me to be an ass, and to show the lighter, more humorous side of who I am. I feel like all of my websites and all that the internet world knows of me is something more serious than I really am. But after tonight's conversation's with my girlfriend and with my father, I've decided to use this to get things off my chest as well.
I don't know anyone who has been able to give a straight answer to this question:
"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
Sure, when I was five I would without hesitation shout out, "An astronaut". A year later the answer might be "A fireman", with that answer changing as the days do. It was always so easy to say what I wanted to be. I'm just wondering, when did that question become an almost impossible one to answer? I'm guessing it was sometime between well, I'm not sure... but I can think of what is blocking me from immediate response.
Here goes: Reality, maturity, and trying to follow the "norms" of society that your supposed to follow as you progress throughout life that keep you from leaping out and following your real heart's desire.
What I mean is.... You go to school to be a lawyer because it interested you. After graduating and realizing that it's not what you want to do, and even while being in school and daydreaming about what all you could be, you just hang it up because you either can't afford to go back to school, or it's just not a practical thing to do at the time because you want to "get on with your life". You get a job. It's not your dream job, but you take it because it's decent pay, and hopefully benefits. You might like certain things/people about the job...but deep inside you want more. You're not happy, so you keep searching. You find another job. It's the same deal going on inside. So, once again you find another job. You're constantly searching from job to job, hoping to find that thing that just makes you fall in love. That low stress, exciting job that you’ve always dreamed of. My question is, is that really possible? Even though you may have the best job in the world, are you really going to be satisfied?
My theory: We were made for so much more than to just classify who we our and the worth of our lives by doing one job for the rest of it. Let's say that I chose to play music for the rest of my days. I don't want to be known as "that guy that sings 'Your Eyes'". I want to be known as "that guy that would give you the shirt off of his back. He gave so much to people and the world is a better place because of him". I think society has put so much emphasis on how much $ you have and whether or not you're a big-shot, that we are constantly trying to get the best position, often "dog-eat-dog" about it. Who cares about what they are going through. This is the job I need, so I'll do whatever the hell I need to do to get it!". Is that what we were created to do and be? No. I don't believe so. There is so much more to life than material things. There has to be! But does anyone know a way to get out of the vicious cycle of working to pay bills to keep ownership of the things you want/need to get by? Is there a real way to live everyday, devoting your time to be a volunteer, or just anything to help people instead of hording all the crap that you can? There has to be something better. Anyone know where it is?
My girlfriend had a cool analogy, and I'll end with this:
"I feel like my life is stuck. It's almost like a video game. You know when you first start playing, and you're feeling good about it all. You breeze past the first couple of levels, getting high scores, and feeling like you've got it all the way to the end. Then all of the sudden there is this level. No matter how hard you try, you can't get out of it. You think and think. You search and search and just can't find the way out. That's where I feel like my life is at. I just don't know what I want to be when I grow up".
To lighten up the "feel" of this post, here's a random picture of a kitten:
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(FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 10TH, 2006)
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I will post something very soon...other than this.
The cool thing about this is that you can read it without having to log in to something that doesn't work half of the time anyway. (myspace). So... stay tuned....?
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