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I am slowly fixing myself. I'm back in King City so it's a lot easier to start planning things. Waterloo saps me of energy when I'm alone there.
I'm going back to school! Again! For the third time! Fuck University though, I'm going to college this time. Trent killed all ambition to bother with the pursuit of knowledge when I can actually learn a skill that'll help get me a decent job. To that end, I'm applying for Digital Imaging and CAD for Design and Manufacturing and I'm thinking I'll eventually transfer to OCAD and get into design and architecture. I've always wanted to work for the family company (REFF, architecture and furniture design company) but since that's long disbanded and my grandfather (the head of everything) has passed on, I guess I'll just follow in his footsteps and do my own thing. He'd be proud, I think.
Let's hope this actually gives me enough drive to bother with going to class and all that. If I do another year of dropping out, I think my grandmother will disown me.
Also, eating right again, only eating fresh foods, blah blah blah. I try this every time I'm home and then Waterloo and my roomies ruin it for me. I have no self control so of course I'm going to follow them to the bars/out for food whenever I get the chance.
My run of bad decisions is slowly coming to a close, thankfully. I still have a job interview hanging over my head that would make me a LOT more money than anything else I'd find, but we'll see. This will all get better. I just have to persevere.
I'm going back to school! Again! For the third time! Fuck University though, I'm going to college this time. Trent killed all ambition to bother with the pursuit of knowledge when I can actually learn a skill that'll help get me a decent job. To that end, I'm applying for Digital Imaging and CAD for Design and Manufacturing and I'm thinking I'll eventually transfer to OCAD and get into design and architecture. I've always wanted to work for the family company (REFF, architecture and furniture design company) but since that's long disbanded and my grandfather (the head of everything) has passed on, I guess I'll just follow in his footsteps and do my own thing. He'd be proud, I think.
Let's hope this actually gives me enough drive to bother with going to class and all that. If I do another year of dropping out, I think my grandmother will disown me.
Also, eating right again, only eating fresh foods, blah blah blah. I try this every time I'm home and then Waterloo and my roomies ruin it for me. I have no self control so of course I'm going to follow them to the bars/out for food whenever I get the chance.
My run of bad decisions is slowly coming to a close, thankfully. I still have a job interview hanging over my head that would make me a LOT more money than anything else I'd find, but we'll see. This will all get better. I just have to persevere.