"We've been very busy in your absence...
...isn't this just like old times?"
The second year of my 4-year college stint begins in approximately 3 weeks. Now that I've got one under my belt and experience in dealing with the unknown, I figure this one will be a lot less stress-filled. I have no one to worry about besides myself and a few very close friends (might even only be one, now that I think of it). I've kicked my ambitions up a notch, and am considering a run for student government this year. May not have time (or could afford to with my amount of bills) but I'll see how it pans out. My political connections are coming together nicely. The fundraiser this Wednesday should work out nicely. The sooner I can get the power I need for my career path, the better.
The one thing I will be adament about is this: this year will NOT be a repeat of last year. Anybody who reads this should know NOT to call me at anytime past 1am unless it's a) life-or-death or b) it's something that involves me personally and must be attended to. I want my sleep this semester, and anybody who messes with what I've just said in the previous sentence will be dropped as a friend, aquaintance, or otherwise.
Another thing that worries me is delusional people. Then again, why should I care? It's not my life. Don't get me wrong, I don't care much about anything anymore aside from my future and my best friends (I sound like a dick, but you try caring about everything, it doesn't work). I'm just not ready to sacrifice myself and things in my life for others and get shit in return. I'd rather watch from a distance as they ruined their lives. And some are destined to do it, sooner than they may think; keep your eyes open, because it's going to happen right in front of you.
Well, before I go, I'll just say one more thing. I haven't dated someone in over a year. And unless something out of the blue (more like an act of god) happens, it's staying that way. I got a total of 17 phone numbers this summer; I got calls back from approximately 3 of them, only to get blown off later that week. If you're not mature, or can't communicate better than a 12-year old, spare me my time, and just don't bother talking to me. I don't need to be annoyed with such idiocy.
Night you delinquents. Learn from others' mistakes, not just your own.
-Nick
The second year of my 4-year college stint begins in approximately 3 weeks. Now that I've got one under my belt and experience in dealing with the unknown, I figure this one will be a lot less stress-filled. I have no one to worry about besides myself and a few very close friends (might even only be one, now that I think of it). I've kicked my ambitions up a notch, and am considering a run for student government this year. May not have time (or could afford to with my amount of bills) but I'll see how it pans out. My political connections are coming together nicely. The fundraiser this Wednesday should work out nicely. The sooner I can get the power I need for my career path, the better.
The one thing I will be adament about is this: this year will NOT be a repeat of last year. Anybody who reads this should know NOT to call me at anytime past 1am unless it's a) life-or-death or b) it's something that involves me personally and must be attended to. I want my sleep this semester, and anybody who messes with what I've just said in the previous sentence will be dropped as a friend, aquaintance, or otherwise.
Another thing that worries me is delusional people. Then again, why should I care? It's not my life. Don't get me wrong, I don't care much about anything anymore aside from my future and my best friends (I sound like a dick, but you try caring about everything, it doesn't work). I'm just not ready to sacrifice myself and things in my life for others and get shit in return. I'd rather watch from a distance as they ruined their lives. And some are destined to do it, sooner than they may think; keep your eyes open, because it's going to happen right in front of you.
Well, before I go, I'll just say one more thing. I haven't dated someone in over a year. And unless something out of the blue (more like an act of god) happens, it's staying that way. I got a total of 17 phone numbers this summer; I got calls back from approximately 3 of them, only to get blown off later that week. If you're not mature, or can't communicate better than a 12-year old, spare me my time, and just don't bother talking to me. I don't need to be annoyed with such idiocy.
Night you delinquents. Learn from others' mistakes, not just your own.
-Nick