Mar 30, 2007 00:22
I am not having fun. I couldn't tell you why. College is tough, and friends are few and hard to come by. I dont want to be such a whino, but I just dont know how to fix it all, or if there's even anything to be fixed in the first place. Am I really this boring? I never thought so until now.
[Tomorrow I have to
think about
trying to
build some sort of
idea for something
that will possibly be
better than what I am doing now.]
My friends Serah and Jennifer wrote this passage wednesday during class on this huge typewriter that was in the nave. Basically its out there for two weeks and anyone can write anything they want on it. Serah and Jennifer, in the spirit of procrastination, traded off writing one line until they had a sentence. Its funny how true it really is, when they didnt even plan out what to say beforehand.
Maybe I should drop out and become something boring like a toll booth collector or a roadkill cleanup worker. Or maybe something super-interesting would in turn make me less boring. I thought art was interesting, but now I dont think art school is, really. I havent made any more friends because of it. I think I might actually have made less. I might be getting into negative territory here. Le sigh.