Day 213

213/365, originally uploaded by Aaron LaRue.

I started wearing a watch. 
I kind of had to. The new theater on campus, where I have a lot of classes, doesn't have a clock in it. It's also where the class that I TA is held. In class, if someone pulls out there phone I have to give them crap. If I pull my phone out to look at the time, I'm a MAJOR hypocrite, which doesn't sit well with me, so the watch was a necessity. 
 

Normally I wear bracelets and they usually have some significance to me. A strand of eyes that I got in Israel to ward of the evil eye. Two different rasta ones repping jah's colors, one from Power the Peaceful and another one that was made for me by a friend. A music note sillyband. Another blue and white one that I got in Jerusalem. Those things meant much more to me than a watch ever would because they were reminders of things I'd done or people who I cared about, and I always had my cell phone for the time, so I never really though about getting a watch until recently. 

 

I got my watch for Christmas and I liked it. I figured once the bracelets wore out I'd make the transition. I lost the eyes when the band broke a few weeks ago, and one of the rasta ones deteriorated and broke too. My last one fell off today and it was actually kind of sad. I feel like wearing a watch is an incredibly adult thing to do. It isn't really a necessity anymore, everyone has a cell phone in their pocket. It's more of a statement, and it's something that I'm not quite sure I'm ready for to tell the truth. I feel way too serious, almost like I'm trying to trick everyone into thinking I'm an adult!