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So, I haven't written in a while, and I know it doesn't matter, because its not a big deal. I thought to myself - why do I even have this? No one reads it, I don't post. But then, I thought about how much it used to help. Because no one I know now, or more specifically, no one I hang out with on a regular basis now, reads this, or even knows about it to my knowledge. Which is nice.
Anyway - here's the haps.
I just found out that I got fucked by a pre-req. so I can't graduate at the end of April next year, instead I have to wait until December next year (2009) which I guess isn't so bad. But I wish it wasn't how it is, it is, so whatever I guess.
Job's going good, really good actually. This summer I'm taking classes again, and working two jobs. Busy busy bee.
The worst part about all of this, is that as the days go by I get this horrible yearning feeling that I'm supposed to be somewhere else. Doing something else. Seattle's calling me, you know that feeling, when you first give someone your phone number, and basically sit around your house waiting for them to call? And everytime the phone rings you hope and pray that its him; and when its not you get all bummed. Thats how I feel, its like I hope that everytime my phone rings, its someone in Seattle, who misteriously got my phone number, calling to offer me a kick-ass job.
On a happier note - I had two pints of Oberon on Wednesday. It was like heaven in my mouth. The first batch of the season, you definately cannot beat that.
Lately, I've been wondering, pondering really, as I've been reading Aristotle (for my ethics class) and reading about "how to be happy" it makes me keep wondering if as we keep going through our journey of life, if we ever really lose anything, or if is there. If, when you're in pre-school, elementary school, high school, and you "fall in love" and then "fall out of love" if you really do. If you can ever really say you don't love him/her anymore. If they actually, infact, have "stolen" a piece of your soul. And if this is the case, can you ever really get that back? If its not, why is it that no matter how hard you try to ignore it, sometimes your heart just brings you back to the way something was, is no longer, and will never be again?
wow. that was really random. sorry about that.
as always,
d.
Anyway - here's the haps.
I just found out that I got fucked by a pre-req. so I can't graduate at the end of April next year, instead I have to wait until December next year (2009) which I guess isn't so bad. But I wish it wasn't how it is, it is, so whatever I guess.
Job's going good, really good actually. This summer I'm taking classes again, and working two jobs. Busy busy bee.
The worst part about all of this, is that as the days go by I get this horrible yearning feeling that I'm supposed to be somewhere else. Doing something else. Seattle's calling me, you know that feeling, when you first give someone your phone number, and basically sit around your house waiting for them to call? And everytime the phone rings you hope and pray that its him; and when its not you get all bummed. Thats how I feel, its like I hope that everytime my phone rings, its someone in Seattle, who misteriously got my phone number, calling to offer me a kick-ass job.
On a happier note - I had two pints of Oberon on Wednesday. It was like heaven in my mouth. The first batch of the season, you definately cannot beat that.
Lately, I've been wondering, pondering really, as I've been reading Aristotle (for my ethics class) and reading about "how to be happy" it makes me keep wondering if as we keep going through our journey of life, if we ever really lose anything, or if is there. If, when you're in pre-school, elementary school, high school, and you "fall in love" and then "fall out of love" if you really do. If you can ever really say you don't love him/her anymore. If they actually, infact, have "stolen" a piece of your soul. And if this is the case, can you ever really get that back? If its not, why is it that no matter how hard you try to ignore it, sometimes your heart just brings you back to the way something was, is no longer, and will never be again?
wow. that was really random. sorry about that.
as always,
d.