College
Wow, just realized that I haven't updated this old thing for a month and a week now. To be honest, it's because I've been so happy. I made this journal awhile ago as a means of expressing emotions that needed to find a way out somehow. Since I haven't been depressed recently due to growing up and moving out and being in fucking college(!) I haven't had the same urge to just write that I used to. However, I'm going to try to update this as often as I remember to because it does me some good even when I don't need it.
So psyched about college. Just hitting my third week of classes and I don't think it will be impossible to pull off a 4.0. Everyone I've talked to (at least 50) has emphasized that having a high GPA after the first one or two semesters makes college in general SO much easier and less stressful. It makes sense though, I mean you have to do better in more advanced classes to pull up a low GPA. So, I figure with my Music Appreciation class (which has yet to introduce something I haven't been seeing since 6th grade Orchestra) my Introduction to Management Science (which teaches me how to use a computer... which I've known how to do since I became friends with Matt Pruitt) and University 101 (teacher's words "Every essay will be about you, there won't be hardly any homework, and we probably aren't going to cover half of the things in the [very very sparse] syllabus") I will have enough free study time to devote to Calculus and Psychology to get straight A's.
I've decided I don't want to "hook up" with anyone in my college career. Of course this decision is subject to change, but unless I find someone that is worth commiting time to, I'm not going to be sexually active at all. (drunken episodes aside) In my opinion, hooking up is a search for something that I've already found, so unless I come upon something that closely resembles the biggest source of contentment in my life, then I don't really feel the need to go out and hook up. I had sex, I know what it is, and I know that it just isn't something that has to be happening right now. I can wait.
What else is there.... I love shrooms. They always help me learn something new about myself that changes my life. While experiencing the rediculousness that is tripping, I've found out I was madly in love with Abby Jeffers, I've acknowledged the fact that I'm growing up and need to embrace it in all of its inevitable glory, and last night I realized just how much I fucking love Matt and Dan. They really are my brothers. I read somewhere once (bumper sticker or random bill board) that "Friends are the family we choose for ourselves" and I agree wholeheartedly. Everyday friends are like cousins, you love them, but you don't tell them you love them, and you don't love them enough to invest too much of your time or soul into them. In this metaphor, Matt and Dan are my triplet brothers. I hurt when I know they are hurting, and I get so much satisfaction just out of seeing them smile or hearing them laugh on the phone. I know beyond the shadow of a doubt that we are going to be closer than close for the rest of our lives.
Well, I think that's enough to make up for the last month or so of non-posting, so I'll end it here.
Love.
So psyched about college. Just hitting my third week of classes and I don't think it will be impossible to pull off a 4.0. Everyone I've talked to (at least 50) has emphasized that having a high GPA after the first one or two semesters makes college in general SO much easier and less stressful. It makes sense though, I mean you have to do better in more advanced classes to pull up a low GPA. So, I figure with my Music Appreciation class (which has yet to introduce something I haven't been seeing since 6th grade Orchestra) my Introduction to Management Science (which teaches me how to use a computer... which I've known how to do since I became friends with Matt Pruitt) and University 101 (teacher's words "Every essay will be about you, there won't be hardly any homework, and we probably aren't going to cover half of the things in the [very very sparse] syllabus") I will have enough free study time to devote to Calculus and Psychology to get straight A's.
I've decided I don't want to "hook up" with anyone in my college career. Of course this decision is subject to change, but unless I find someone that is worth commiting time to, I'm not going to be sexually active at all. (drunken episodes aside) In my opinion, hooking up is a search for something that I've already found, so unless I come upon something that closely resembles the biggest source of contentment in my life, then I don't really feel the need to go out and hook up. I had sex, I know what it is, and I know that it just isn't something that has to be happening right now. I can wait.
What else is there.... I love shrooms. They always help me learn something new about myself that changes my life. While experiencing the rediculousness that is tripping, I've found out I was madly in love with Abby Jeffers, I've acknowledged the fact that I'm growing up and need to embrace it in all of its inevitable glory, and last night I realized just how much I fucking love Matt and Dan. They really are my brothers. I read somewhere once (bumper sticker or random bill board) that "Friends are the family we choose for ourselves" and I agree wholeheartedly. Everyday friends are like cousins, you love them, but you don't tell them you love them, and you don't love them enough to invest too much of your time or soul into them. In this metaphor, Matt and Dan are my triplet brothers. I hurt when I know they are hurting, and I get so much satisfaction just out of seeing them smile or hearing them laugh on the phone. I know beyond the shadow of a doubt that we are going to be closer than close for the rest of our lives.
Well, I think that's enough to make up for the last month or so of non-posting, so I'll end it here.
Love.