I think I have a lot of envy in my life, and I'm sick of it. I feel envy for those beautiful people, especially those with good jobs or those in university. I feel envy for those happy couples, especially beautiful ones that seem successful. People who drive around in nicer cars, while I get the bus to a 11 dollar an hour job. I have no idea why I should envious of these people, as what has happened to me is a result of my own decisions, and it hasn't turned out so bad. Maybe its because what these people have is what I so desperately crave. I want the nice house, the nice car, the pretty girlfriend. Maybe when someone feels jealousy or envy it speaks more to the person feeling it then it does the object. Just some people make it look so easy. Thankfully I have a plan this time to be successful, two actually. I hope it goes well. Does anyone else feel this way?
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
