tippin' on the tightrope.
I bought a five-dollar pair of Sentry earbuds last night to "replace" (temporarily) my faaaaavorite pair of headphones ever, a twenty-dollar pair made by Koss. These cheapies suck and I can't wait until I can more easily justify spending more than five bucks on a pair of earbuds. Haha.
...I hate that thoughts like that are about the extent of what I feel like I can write here anymore. What the fuck happened? LiveJournal feels like such a ghost town. I used to read my friends page and have all sorts of intriguing, vibrant material to browse. I mostly stick around for a handful of friends and a few communities. I know I don't *have* to write, but I kinda miss the days where I did it more often, and where updates about the mundane details of my day didn't seem so bizarrely... empty. It's like I'm making small talk in my own journal. Is there more activity on Dreamwidth? Have folks moved to straight-up blogging? Are Twitter and Facebook where it's at? How do we fix this?!
Anyway.
Things are good. I actually have a couple of themed, detailed posts tentatively mapped out in my head; it's just finding the inspiration to do them justice by writing them most emotively.
I'm still in school. I withdrew from my Critical Thinking class--I was at school for nearly twelve hours on Tuesdays, and that was getting tiring (especially with no social activity to fill in the long breaks), and I was kind of sick of the class and behind on written assignments. I'm taking an algebra class which is going shockingly well, and a class on developmental disabilities and psychosocial rehabilitation. That one is pretty simple, but the instructor isn't the best at helping the students synthesize the material. Each week we read two or three chapters, then we review the chapters in class by copying down notes she's written on the board. Occasionally she'll try to engage the class somehow, but barely anyone responds. I kind of want to slam my forehead on the desk sometimes out of utter frustration with the oppressive silence. Ugh. Haha. I know that, no matter what school I go to, some of the students will be apathetic. This class is almost unbearable to me, though, because apathy has taken over nearly ALL of them.
Eh, or, maybe they're just shy. I'll be glad when it's over, anyway. :P
Well, it's 5:30am and bed is finally calling my name. See you in a month or something. Hahaha.
...I hate that thoughts like that are about the extent of what I feel like I can write here anymore. What the fuck happened? LiveJournal feels like such a ghost town. I used to read my friends page and have all sorts of intriguing, vibrant material to browse. I mostly stick around for a handful of friends and a few communities. I know I don't *have* to write, but I kinda miss the days where I did it more often, and where updates about the mundane details of my day didn't seem so bizarrely... empty. It's like I'm making small talk in my own journal. Is there more activity on Dreamwidth? Have folks moved to straight-up blogging? Are Twitter and Facebook where it's at? How do we fix this?!
Anyway.
Things are good. I actually have a couple of themed, detailed posts tentatively mapped out in my head; it's just finding the inspiration to do them justice by writing them most emotively.
I'm still in school. I withdrew from my Critical Thinking class--I was at school for nearly twelve hours on Tuesdays, and that was getting tiring (especially with no social activity to fill in the long breaks), and I was kind of sick of the class and behind on written assignments. I'm taking an algebra class which is going shockingly well, and a class on developmental disabilities and psychosocial rehabilitation. That one is pretty simple, but the instructor isn't the best at helping the students synthesize the material. Each week we read two or three chapters, then we review the chapters in class by copying down notes she's written on the board. Occasionally she'll try to engage the class somehow, but barely anyone responds. I kind of want to slam my forehead on the desk sometimes out of utter frustration with the oppressive silence. Ugh. Haha. I know that, no matter what school I go to, some of the students will be apathetic. This class is almost unbearable to me, though, because apathy has taken over nearly ALL of them.
Eh, or, maybe they're just shy. I'll be glad when it's over, anyway. :P
Well, it's 5:30am and bed is finally calling my name. See you in a month or something. Hahaha.