so much depends
I am not sure what to do with myself and my summer. There are three ways to go from here: Given that I have stopped attending half of my classes, taking summer courses would be prudent. There isn't much variety, but a failed student like me can't afford to be picky. Then again, nothing suggests a failed student like me will change his spots now. I have also found an EMT training program. It's long hours but potentially rewarding. The third option is finding a job, paid or volunteer, doing something I care about.
I'm still struggling with what, if anything, I do care about. I've been an intern for the Secular Student Alliance and it should be my dream job. The only problem is that my work is supposed to be helping students coordinate, but I was hired at the tail end of the semester. I'm being paid more than I have been elsewhere, but I've run out of things to do.
Worse yet, I've become rather burnt out on atheism. It's something I never thought I'd feel, but there's only so much one can say. There are two audiences, Us and Them, who get essentially the same treatment all the time. Today I was part of an annual panel discussion on homophobia, and the panel was asked what role we believe religion plays in the promulgation of homophobia. I was surprised to hear myself say that it's not religion, but the political maneuvering of religion into the public sphere, that are detrimental to sexual autonomy. (I even name-dropped John D'Emilio, who is super awesome.)
I don't recall when I composed all of the above, but tonight is all questions. What am I doing with Jennifer? How can I focus on school? Why haven't I grown up? Why can't I be happy?
Another late night in the office of dreams.
I'm still struggling with what, if anything, I do care about. I've been an intern for the Secular Student Alliance and it should be my dream job. The only problem is that my work is supposed to be helping students coordinate, but I was hired at the tail end of the semester. I'm being paid more than I have been elsewhere, but I've run out of things to do.
Worse yet, I've become rather burnt out on atheism. It's something I never thought I'd feel, but there's only so much one can say. There are two audiences, Us and Them, who get essentially the same treatment all the time. Today I was part of an annual panel discussion on homophobia, and the panel was asked what role we believe religion plays in the promulgation of homophobia. I was surprised to hear myself say that it's not religion, but the political maneuvering of religion into the public sphere, that are detrimental to sexual autonomy. (I even name-dropped John D'Emilio, who is super awesome.)
I don't recall when I composed all of the above, but tonight is all questions. What am I doing with Jennifer? How can I focus on school? Why haven't I grown up? Why can't I be happy?
Another late night in the office of dreams.