Plans
Jess keeps reminding me I haven't written one of these in a while.
Let's see, I'm kinda trying to start a "real" blog so I'll keep ya'll posted about that. Nothing special. Just a cleaner place to write down my redonkulousness.....something less littered with the junk of my days. I would embed a link or something, but LJ generally sucks and doesn't allow copy and paste-ing or anything of the sort. The problem with blogging is that it generally makes me feel like I'm supposed to sound important or something. Most of my experiences prove my general inferiority to the world, however so.....I don't know.
San Francisco? Where are you? Chicago has really screwed up my readiness for the weather around here. Is it cold outside? Is this wind normal? Why does it look warm when it friggid cold? I feel like I'm still getting back into the swing.
School is um, how do i say this? DIFFICULT. I can't decide if I'm trying more, if I've gotten more dumb, or if I'm just taking harder shit...but god I feel lame. We all know I suck at math (stupid USF won't count my silly "Geometry of Shapes" SDSU math class so now I'm taking something HARD) but now I'm starting to think I suck at WRITING too? Is it bad to suck at your major? I mean, shit, I am bad at detailing specifics in my papers according to my Modern Lit. professor. Why the hell am I graduating?? I don't know anything, apparently! Can I start the last four years over? Maybe this time pay attention? Maybe I shouldn't have had my boyfriend write my papers in high school? This is fucked! What the hell does the world have to offer me???
Ok moving on. The election is here. If you're in California, you better be registered by today or else, um, you pretty much suck and should move to Florida or somewhere. Right now it's 4:40 pm which means you still have six hours to send off your registration forms. Ok, good.
I just deleted an entire paragraph about the six types of scared I am about the next three weeks, the next four years.
I'm having trouble sleeping.
Let's see, I'm kinda trying to start a "real" blog so I'll keep ya'll posted about that. Nothing special. Just a cleaner place to write down my redonkulousness.....something less littered with the junk of my days. I would embed a link or something, but LJ generally sucks and doesn't allow copy and paste-ing or anything of the sort. The problem with blogging is that it generally makes me feel like I'm supposed to sound important or something. Most of my experiences prove my general inferiority to the world, however so.....I don't know.
San Francisco? Where are you? Chicago has really screwed up my readiness for the weather around here. Is it cold outside? Is this wind normal? Why does it look warm when it friggid cold? I feel like I'm still getting back into the swing.
School is um, how do i say this? DIFFICULT. I can't decide if I'm trying more, if I've gotten more dumb, or if I'm just taking harder shit...but god I feel lame. We all know I suck at math (stupid USF won't count my silly "Geometry of Shapes" SDSU math class so now I'm taking something HARD) but now I'm starting to think I suck at WRITING too? Is it bad to suck at your major? I mean, shit, I am bad at detailing specifics in my papers according to my Modern Lit. professor. Why the hell am I graduating?? I don't know anything, apparently! Can I start the last four years over? Maybe this time pay attention? Maybe I shouldn't have had my boyfriend write my papers in high school? This is fucked! What the hell does the world have to offer me???
Ok moving on. The election is here. If you're in California, you better be registered by today or else, um, you pretty much suck and should move to Florida or somewhere. Right now it's 4:40 pm which means you still have six hours to send off your registration forms. Ok, good.
I just deleted an entire paragraph about the six types of scared I am about the next three weeks, the next four years.
I'm having trouble sleeping.