I wish I had a river I could skate away on...
I am so thoughtful lately. I don't know what spurred this chain of constant "wonderings", but it's like I can't do anything anymore without analyzing what I did, what I said, what he did, what she said. I don't just do it with events in my life, but with everything. It's almost like I'm subconsciously wanting to become the deep-philosophical-obsessed with the meaning of life-type. Which, I can say in all honesty, I do not want to become. I think it is a good thing to have a little bit of that mentality, but not so that it controls your life, actions, thinking, and entire being. This is besides the fact that I feel like an uber dork because I took some advice that I read in my mandatory COM reading. It says you should make a "Writing Journal" and carry it with you everywhere and jot down random thoughts, prose, or whatever you want. Well, I started one for myself and the other day I was just feeling sadish, or thoughtful or something (wow what a shocker) and I spent most of the day walking around campus and Newbury st and finally settled in Starbucks with my little notebook. I wrote about 4 or 5 different "pieces" I guess you could call them. I suppose I shouldn't call myself that much of a dork since I claim writing to be my "calling". I don't know if I even have a broad area of career interests anymore, nevermind a "calling".
That day of my aimless walking I also experienced a small tragedy. Come to think of it, it was no small tragedy. My Aunt called me when I was buying batteries for my cd player and, stupid me, I was standing on the sidewalk trying to humor her by talking about how fabulous college is (haha) and whatnot, while trying to take my cd out of the player and put new batteries in and in the process I dropped my cd player and the lid flew into the street (some nice guy passing picked it up for me though). Then since it was so freezing out I went into Newbury Comics to try to put it back together so I had all my stuff all over their, like, cd racks and was pushing it back togetehr but the guy probably though I was stealing stuff cause he was giving me a major dose of the funny eye. Oh well, I put it back together but it still didn't work so if anyone is a master at electronic, particularly putting cd players back together, let me know. I am in dire need of your services, please! Otherwise I am going to have to wait until February when I, hope hope hopefully!, get an ipod for my birthday.
I am so tired right now and I have no idea why. I slept until 1:00pm today and I'm dead already. It's really cool having 4 day weekends except for the fact that now I am dreading going to class tomorrow and I didn't end up doing any work all weekend (although I did try!) so I left it all for tonight. There aren't any fun people in my classes either which makes them hard to get excited about. At least last semester there were people that amused me. On the bright side, my COM teacher had a "emergency at home", so I don't have that class tomorrow. Well, not on the bride side of...whatever you know what I mean.
Lauren says that she likes reading my journal because I type the way I talk. Is this true? If so, I'm not really sure if this is a good thing or not. I feel that I sound pretty unintelligent and stupid when I talk so I hope I don't sound like that so much when I write. Well, I know I don't when I actually try, like for papers and stuff, but I don't know about in this thing. I just noticed that I look kinda rediculous in my picture up there. I changed it, but now i think I look kinda cross-eyed. So not hot. I'll have to find another one. sometime. later.
I am currently absolutely obsessed with Mr. Brightside, my skull boots, MATCHBOX ROMANCE, LimeWire, my zit cream that doesn't even work, and Death Cab For Cutie....just....fyi.
'Cause I am hanging on every word you say
And even if you don't want to speak tonight
That's alright, alright with me
That day of my aimless walking I also experienced a small tragedy. Come to think of it, it was no small tragedy. My Aunt called me when I was buying batteries for my cd player and, stupid me, I was standing on the sidewalk trying to humor her by talking about how fabulous college is (haha) and whatnot, while trying to take my cd out of the player and put new batteries in and in the process I dropped my cd player and the lid flew into the street (some nice guy passing picked it up for me though). Then since it was so freezing out I went into Newbury Comics to try to put it back together so I had all my stuff all over their, like, cd racks and was pushing it back togetehr but the guy probably though I was stealing stuff cause he was giving me a major dose of the funny eye. Oh well, I put it back together but it still didn't work so if anyone is a master at electronic, particularly putting cd players back together, let me know. I am in dire need of your services, please! Otherwise I am going to have to wait until February when I, hope hope hopefully!, get an ipod for my birthday.
I am so tired right now and I have no idea why. I slept until 1:00pm today and I'm dead already. It's really cool having 4 day weekends except for the fact that now I am dreading going to class tomorrow and I didn't end up doing any work all weekend (although I did try!) so I left it all for tonight. There aren't any fun people in my classes either which makes them hard to get excited about. At least last semester there were people that amused me. On the bright side, my COM teacher had a "emergency at home", so I don't have that class tomorrow. Well, not on the bride side of...whatever you know what I mean.
Lauren says that she likes reading my journal because I type the way I talk. Is this true? If so, I'm not really sure if this is a good thing or not. I feel that I sound pretty unintelligent and stupid when I talk so I hope I don't sound like that so much when I write. Well, I know I don't when I actually try, like for papers and stuff, but I don't know about in this thing. I just noticed that I look kinda rediculous in my picture up there. I changed it, but now i think I look kinda cross-eyed. So not hot. I'll have to find another one. sometime. later.
I am currently absolutely obsessed with Mr. Brightside, my skull boots, MATCHBOX ROMANCE, LimeWire, my zit cream that doesn't even work, and Death Cab For Cutie....just....fyi.
'Cause I am hanging on every word you say
And even if you don't want to speak tonight
That's alright, alright with me