Music and My Future

Hm. It's about 1:30 but instead of feeling EXTREMELY tired I'm pensive and relaxed. :) And I want to blog! Yay for blogging!

So I've recently found this new musician (through a friend) named Joe Brooks (pictured above), and I can't get over his voice and his songs (and his cuteness LOL) at the moment. His voice is so... calming and peaceful. And yet he can sing upbeat songs too and it works. His voice is rich and creamy and appealing especially to female ears - at least, to my ears, haha. And his songs - I think he writes his own songs - and they're amazing too. :) I love them all.

The thing with love songs, though, is that I never listen to them as if that singer was singing to ME. Perhaps I should do that one day. Consciously listen to the words and pretend that this singer was a boy who knew me and was singing to me. That'd be nice, haha. Or maybe I should wait till that actually happens in real life. Assuming that that WOULD happen to someone like ME in real life. >.>

I was thinking a lot about my future today, particularly cuz my family is facing a decision that will significantly change our current lives and lifestyle (which I don't want to elaborate on here - blogs are too public for personal things like that :P), and I realized that I only have a couple of years left before I'm gonna be thrust into open water and will be forced to float on my own in the world. I hope I'm capable of making it on my own. I know my older brother is, and he's proving it right now by being at college miles and miles away, but I don't know if I'm made of the same durable stuff he apparently is made of. I'm pretty confident that my college roomies and teachers and ppl in general will be nice and friendly to me, and I'll probably make a bunch of friends. Hopefully. But it's always the fear and anticipation before actually going through something that produces anxiety and worry, right?

I wonder how much I truly lean on my parents. I wonder if I'd be able to make it in this life without them. I wonder when I'll be able to finally be completely independent. I suppose it's ok to need people and rely on them at my current age because, come on, I'm still a youth - a kid, for goodness' sake! I hate how the world demands me to be more "grown up" when I'm still really sheltered, naive, somewhat innocent of the world's perversion, and totally confused as to my place in the world. Give me more time, people!