Am I moron or just insecure?
Perhaps I shouldn't post this where people, notably the Ohio resident who thinks I am not a bright young person, can read it. Oh well. Today I am feeling a little glum. I'm not in Ohio anymore, and I wish that I was. I spent some time with my boyfriend's family and it made me terribly homesick where I'd never really been too homesick before, in all my years of college. It's hard taking care of yourself. True, I have my friends here at school, but it's largely me for myself. I just miss being with a happy family, with kids, and a home, and not a dorm room that's this ugly pinkish color that they paint our dorms because they think it keeps us sane. Ha. It's such a problem because while their family life seems so great and peaceful, it's fairly......dull? Just as any family life can be...as any life can be. I guess. I don't know what I'm talking about. I was just sad to leave. I hate being back in school, and while I love the te city, sometimes I hate it. It's big and dirty and crowded and no matter how hard I try I just can't keep pace. It wipes me out. It's a great place, but it wipes me out. Eh. Enough of my ramblings. A good thing: I take this theatre history class with my roommate. For some reason I am able to write well for this class, and she is not. She's the straight-A type, very competitive. I do what I do--I'm not very competitive. But I consistently do better than her on papers for this class..today we got back papers and although she'd already written two drafts for this guy, and I wrote mine in like two hours, I got a better grade than her. A good thing. So maybe I'm not totally lost. Or maybe it means nothing. It might. I don't care. It still makes me feel good.