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I hate making my schedule, it's always so stressfun because it brings me back to realizing that I don't know what I want to do. Do I definitely want to go to law school, or is being a teacher still something plausible? Do I really like doing theater to the point where I am going to start taking classes and maybe do something with it in the future? Why the fuck do I want to be a history minor or major? I dunno, but here's my schedule next semester.
Intro to American Government (Politics)
Conspiracy Theory in Modern American Culture (American Studies, Legal Studies)
Early Modern Europe (History)
Intro to Theater (Theater)
I've got tuesdays and fridays off, so I'd work those days or take a fifth class, I don't know.
In other news, life is bleh. I miss being home even though I love it here. Me and Jackie aren't together anymore but we're really working hard towards building a friendship and I appreciate that so much, she has no idea. I'm doing Bang, Bang You're Dead! this tuesday and wednesday, which is definitely going to be very emotional for me to do since the play revolves around murder. When I look at Josh (the character who commits the shooting) I just want to tackle him to the ground and hit him, but I have to remind myself that he's not the one I'm really mad at. This probably makes no sense but yeah. One of our shows is on the anniversary of Virginia Tech, and all of the money we're raising is going towards the Counseling Center at Northern Illinois University, so that's going to be great.
After that, the 18th I'm going to go see Jerry Seinfeld, then the 19th I'm going to be home for a week. I wanna go to Six Flags, the Zoo, and the beach. It'd be nice to see everyone too.
It's hard to believe that the 23rd is going to be one year since we lost Erika. I still can't believe that it even happened, almost every day I sit down by myself and think about her, then think about what happened and that day and I just want to break down and cry. Sometimes I do, sometimes I'm around people and I can't. I've got a great couple of friends here though that I trusted enough to tell them what happened and they're able to talk to me and just listen to me. Just having an ear to talk to is what matters most to me, you know?
This is probably the longest entry I've written in here for a while. It feels good.
Intro to American Government (Politics)
Conspiracy Theory in Modern American Culture (American Studies, Legal Studies)
Early Modern Europe (History)
Intro to Theater (Theater)
I've got tuesdays and fridays off, so I'd work those days or take a fifth class, I don't know.
In other news, life is bleh. I miss being home even though I love it here. Me and Jackie aren't together anymore but we're really working hard towards building a friendship and I appreciate that so much, she has no idea. I'm doing Bang, Bang You're Dead! this tuesday and wednesday, which is definitely going to be very emotional for me to do since the play revolves around murder. When I look at Josh (the character who commits the shooting) I just want to tackle him to the ground and hit him, but I have to remind myself that he's not the one I'm really mad at. This probably makes no sense but yeah. One of our shows is on the anniversary of Virginia Tech, and all of the money we're raising is going towards the Counseling Center at Northern Illinois University, so that's going to be great.
After that, the 18th I'm going to go see Jerry Seinfeld, then the 19th I'm going to be home for a week. I wanna go to Six Flags, the Zoo, and the beach. It'd be nice to see everyone too.
It's hard to believe that the 23rd is going to be one year since we lost Erika. I still can't believe that it even happened, almost every day I sit down by myself and think about her, then think about what happened and that day and I just want to break down and cry. Sometimes I do, sometimes I'm around people and I can't. I've got a great couple of friends here though that I trusted enough to tell them what happened and they're able to talk to me and just listen to me. Just having an ear to talk to is what matters most to me, you know?
This is probably the longest entry I've written in here for a while. It feels good.