Dec 18, 2005 13:26
You know, writing an entry as I just get off work and as Nate leaves his house to come over isn't really quite the greatest idea, as far as time constraints go; but I've felt the ever-increasing urge to come out of my cave.
With the end of the semester, and my tenure at NHMCCD, I've been feeling like I'm coming more and more out of this funk I've been in for the last six months. I felt like, well, nothing. I did nothing, I felt nothing, and I cared for nothing. I neglected all but a few of my friends, and didn't bother to tell anyone of my lack of trials and tribulations. In honesty, though, I thought it better than to burden others with my hallow tales of being intellectually, romantically and academicly stressed.
I shouldn't fell like this, though. I shouldn't not care. My time in such a state has been nothing more than wasted. I need to talk to others, to let them know that I'm alive and well, and to also know that they're the same.
Bleh, just ignore this entry. Just know that I'm alive, and even if I'm bitching about it, I'm doing quite well even if some things in my life are still missing.
They can tell why they can't see how it feels, just how it feels.