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I never do this.
I hate people who use livejournals as emo-vent-anger-depressed-confused-generally sad land.
But I figured that I have an hour to spare, I'm not feeling too great, and writing usually helps me out a bit.
Overall, life is really fine. I watch movies in the evening because I don't ever have work to do. Just so you know, for all of you out there that are beginning to feel jealous of that fact, you shouldn't start to envy me. I want work because idle time is a killer. It makes me realize that I don't have anybody to spend idle time with. It makes me understand that carving pumpkins is not fun by myself. It helps me see that curling up, alone, in my bed is nice when I'm sick and awaiting a bowl of soup. It's not all that heart-warming when I'm perfectly healthy.
Saint Joseph's College has so much talent. The distressing piece of it all is that the college is completely oblivious to it. I know a fistful of people on campus who would do anything to share their [musical] talents with as many people as they possibly could. They would gladly put on a free concert whenever they are given the chance. All they want is to get their sound out. But the college would rather pay for some unknown band who no one will see, over a student artist who could draw a crowd simply because the students have seen that person sitting next to them in the cafeteria.
Freshman year, I loved being far from home. I loved meeting new people. I loved my exciting new life. Well...
The distance has lost its appeal; I've met everyone, and I can't connect with any of them; my life is far from exciting.
Change majors? I don't know. I enjoy being Elementary Ed. I'll have a job.
Change schools? I don't know. Very appealing, I'll admit. One thing's for sure; I won't find a more beautiful location. Also, having been an El. Ed. major since freshman year, I've been following a strict education plan that has been working, I suppose. If I change schools, would that disrupt the plan? Mess it all up? Would it be difficult to jump right into the new plan of the new school? Possibly.
Semester away? Over seas? ...I'll miss certain people way too much.
My dad called me last night, and I missed his call. He told me he has good news. I kept calling back, just wanting to hear something positive, but I only got their voicemail. I know that when I'm finally told the news, I'm going to be sorely disappointed, but hey -- gotta look forward to something.
He probably wants to tell me that a wonderful stranger left him a perfectly-shaped pumpkin.
That's good news.
I think I miss trick-or-treating. Not sure yet.
My birthday is in twelve days.
19? I'm young.
Love,
Andrew
I hate people who use livejournals as emo-vent-anger-depressed-confused-generally sad land.
But I figured that I have an hour to spare, I'm not feeling too great, and writing usually helps me out a bit.
Overall, life is really fine. I watch movies in the evening because I don't ever have work to do. Just so you know, for all of you out there that are beginning to feel jealous of that fact, you shouldn't start to envy me. I want work because idle time is a killer. It makes me realize that I don't have anybody to spend idle time with. It makes me understand that carving pumpkins is not fun by myself. It helps me see that curling up, alone, in my bed is nice when I'm sick and awaiting a bowl of soup. It's not all that heart-warming when I'm perfectly healthy.
Saint Joseph's College has so much talent. The distressing piece of it all is that the college is completely oblivious to it. I know a fistful of people on campus who would do anything to share their [musical] talents with as many people as they possibly could. They would gladly put on a free concert whenever they are given the chance. All they want is to get their sound out. But the college would rather pay for some unknown band who no one will see, over a student artist who could draw a crowd simply because the students have seen that person sitting next to them in the cafeteria.
Freshman year, I loved being far from home. I loved meeting new people. I loved my exciting new life. Well...
The distance has lost its appeal; I've met everyone, and I can't connect with any of them; my life is far from exciting.
Change majors? I don't know. I enjoy being Elementary Ed. I'll have a job.
Change schools? I don't know. Very appealing, I'll admit. One thing's for sure; I won't find a more beautiful location. Also, having been an El. Ed. major since freshman year, I've been following a strict education plan that has been working, I suppose. If I change schools, would that disrupt the plan? Mess it all up? Would it be difficult to jump right into the new plan of the new school? Possibly.
Semester away? Over seas? ...I'll miss certain people way too much.
My dad called me last night, and I missed his call. He told me he has good news. I kept calling back, just wanting to hear something positive, but I only got their voicemail. I know that when I'm finally told the news, I'm going to be sorely disappointed, but hey -- gotta look forward to something.
He probably wants to tell me that a wonderful stranger left him a perfectly-shaped pumpkin.
That's good news.
I think I miss trick-or-treating. Not sure yet.
My birthday is in twelve days.
19? I'm young.
Love,
Andrew