Not Ready to Make Nice

The Dixie Chicks say it best. I've been blaring this song in my apartment, in my car, on my ipod. Everywhere I go these words are running through my head.

I'm just tired of this perception of what I should be doing. What I should want my life to be. What I should be doing to get it there. The thing is I'm pretty sure I've already done that. Quitting school, moving to Boise, these were not decisions I made lightly. Moving back, working...again, took some time to come up with these.

The thing is I don't have any regrets. I was mad and angry--it had become my personality. Mad. Angry. Over and over. But I changed it. I changed my life. For the better. Now that I'm back I make no apologies to anybody. I'm not going to live anybody's version of life.

Afterall, I'm pretty fucking happy with my version of life.


"Forgive, sounds good.
Forget, I'm not sure I could.
They say time heals everything,
But I'm still waiting
I'm through, with doubt,
There's nothing left for me to figure out,
I've paid a price, and i'll keep paying
I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should
I know you said
Why can't you just get over it,
It turned my whole world around
and i kind of like it
I made by bed, and I sleep like a baby,
With no regrets and I don't mind saying"