It's been a while...
So I've decided to start writing here again simply because a psychiatrist would be too expensive.
It's hard to believe that my freshmen year of college is almost over. It's had it's ups and downs. I'll recap a little just to give you a clue on where I'm at.
I'm came to school as a pre-med theater major. Stupidest idea ever.
I got into Drew's all-male a cappella group, 36 Madison Avenue, which basically kept me here last semester.
My closest friends live on my floor. Missy, Steffi, Ian, Gen.
I didn't completely throw myself into the Theatre Dept. last semester because I wasn't sure what I wanted with my life, which I now regret, but I'm slowly getting myself into it.
Bio and Chem made me realize I don't want to be a doctor.
I've had two boy interests, both ended eh-ly (yes I just made up the word eh-ly) and I learned I don't learn from my past boy mistakes.
I'm starting to stick up for myself more/confront people when something doesn't feel right or is plain out wrong.
I have my core group of friends (see above) but I also have my madave boys and theatre folk now. Socially, I'm not lacking.
I'm having trouble keeping up with work, mainly because I'm taking twenty credits and an upper level history course because I thought I'd be "fun." yeah, it wasn't.
I have no free time, but I like it that way. I just need to find time for work.
I wanted to transfer, but I realized I can still do what I want with my life if I go to school here.
I was really depressed for a while, but I'm starting to be happy again because I realized it's not worth going through life depressed, just do shit that makes you happy and you'll be fine.
I spread myself too thin this past year. Next year I'm going to try and change that.
I'm going to be an RA next year on a freshmen floor, in an awesome dorm, with a great staff. I'm really excited, just scared that I'm going to have even less time to do things than I already do.
I'm directing the OCL show this summer with Elisa. It's going to be a murder mystery.
I'm looing forward to/dreading this summer.
I have more to write, but no more time to waste.
I'll be back later.
- Graig
It's hard to believe that my freshmen year of college is almost over. It's had it's ups and downs. I'll recap a little just to give you a clue on where I'm at.
I'm came to school as a pre-med theater major. Stupidest idea ever.
I got into Drew's all-male a cappella group, 36 Madison Avenue, which basically kept me here last semester.
My closest friends live on my floor. Missy, Steffi, Ian, Gen.
I didn't completely throw myself into the Theatre Dept. last semester because I wasn't sure what I wanted with my life, which I now regret, but I'm slowly getting myself into it.
Bio and Chem made me realize I don't want to be a doctor.
I've had two boy interests, both ended eh-ly (yes I just made up the word eh-ly) and I learned I don't learn from my past boy mistakes.
I'm starting to stick up for myself more/confront people when something doesn't feel right or is plain out wrong.
I have my core group of friends (see above) but I also have my madave boys and theatre folk now. Socially, I'm not lacking.
I'm having trouble keeping up with work, mainly because I'm taking twenty credits and an upper level history course because I thought I'd be "fun." yeah, it wasn't.
I have no free time, but I like it that way. I just need to find time for work.
I wanted to transfer, but I realized I can still do what I want with my life if I go to school here.
I was really depressed for a while, but I'm starting to be happy again because I realized it's not worth going through life depressed, just do shit that makes you happy and you'll be fine.
I spread myself too thin this past year. Next year I'm going to try and change that.
I'm going to be an RA next year on a freshmen floor, in an awesome dorm, with a great staff. I'm really excited, just scared that I'm going to have even less time to do things than I already do.
I'm directing the OCL show this summer with Elisa. It's going to be a murder mystery.
I'm looing forward to/dreading this summer.
I have more to write, but no more time to waste.
I'll be back later.
- Graig