Halt the Frigid!
I have a science lab in 45 minutes. I have to write two letters inquiring about internships. I have to write an article for the newspaper. I think I have other homework, dormwork? for tomorrow. I have tried to write this a thousand times. Once I got pretty far, then I erased it by accident.
On Thrusdays, I will be on the radio from noon to one. You can listen to it online here. http://www.live365.com/stations/sbuny?site=pro
My spirit's a little broken. I'll continue this after two hours of my science-hell. Science has not been a part of my life for three years. I love. Lab.
So.
Censorship? It's not happening anymore. If you stumble upon this and read things I haven't told you, fine. I'm not hiding who I am anymore from certain people. I'm too old to play mind games. I am a journalist. I do not hide truths. If you can't handle this, you (plural) go back to your caves and your ramen noodles of sorrow. I could give a flying fuck.
I don't feel like continuing this. Things happen beyond quickly around here. I am set for a few days, then something comes along and BAM it's all changed. I get settled again because that is what I do. I settle and adapt quick quick quick then BAM it's changed again. I was getting used to not having a best friend around here on campus then BAM he's at my door. And i'm faced with the decison to adapt, again, or stay the same. I think I have nothing to do on the weekends, so I settle down with a nice 100 Calorie pack of cheetos and The Mighty Ducks movie, the BAM my phone rings and within two hours I'm drunk playing flip cup with some juniors I swear I haven't seen in the last two years. Where have you been, peers? We had fun, dancing and watching GUTS on tv. It makes me sad you've been missing all this time. Or i've been missing all this time.
It also makes me sad about what I lost. I had hope, I had come back from abroad and had hope! Stability! H-O-P-E! Technically I didn't really want it at the time, but it sort of fell inot my lap and I never take the bull by it's horns. It was time, yo! I got one sign, I gave him two back. We continued this for while, then BAM it changed. Yeah I'll be vauge for this one. I can- it's my blog. Never will I know what I did wrong. never. It was pretty damn good, the quick quick quick run while it lasted. Back to strangers we go. Oh no. Too quick. I adapted and changed too fast! Now i'm left a basketcase. A complete basketcase.
The snow falls everyday. I click on my white christmas lights when I get back to my dorm, hoping to freeze time in the Christmas winter spirit, right before everything started to go terribly wrong.
On Thrusdays, I will be on the radio from noon to one. You can listen to it online here. http://www.live365.com/stations/sbuny?site=pro
My spirit's a little broken. I'll continue this after two hours of my science-hell. Science has not been a part of my life for three years. I love. Lab.
So.
Censorship? It's not happening anymore. If you stumble upon this and read things I haven't told you, fine. I'm not hiding who I am anymore from certain people. I'm too old to play mind games. I am a journalist. I do not hide truths. If you can't handle this, you (plural) go back to your caves and your ramen noodles of sorrow. I could give a flying fuck.
I don't feel like continuing this. Things happen beyond quickly around here. I am set for a few days, then something comes along and BAM it's all changed. I get settled again because that is what I do. I settle and adapt quick quick quick then BAM it's changed again. I was getting used to not having a best friend around here on campus then BAM he's at my door. And i'm faced with the decison to adapt, again, or stay the same. I think I have nothing to do on the weekends, so I settle down with a nice 100 Calorie pack of cheetos and The Mighty Ducks movie, the BAM my phone rings and within two hours I'm drunk playing flip cup with some juniors I swear I haven't seen in the last two years. Where have you been, peers? We had fun, dancing and watching GUTS on tv. It makes me sad you've been missing all this time. Or i've been missing all this time.
It also makes me sad about what I lost. I had hope, I had come back from abroad and had hope! Stability! H-O-P-E! Technically I didn't really want it at the time, but it sort of fell inot my lap and I never take the bull by it's horns. It was time, yo! I got one sign, I gave him two back. We continued this for while, then BAM it changed. Yeah I'll be vauge for this one. I can- it's my blog. Never will I know what I did wrong. never. It was pretty damn good, the quick quick quick run while it lasted. Back to strangers we go. Oh no. Too quick. I adapted and changed too fast! Now i'm left a basketcase. A complete basketcase.
The snow falls everyday. I click on my white christmas lights when I get back to my dorm, hoping to freeze time in the Christmas winter spirit, right before everything started to go terribly wrong.