Jan 15, 2007 20:26
i realize that whenever I post, it's basically angry/stressed vomit of my brain.......
is it really THAT bad to be indecisive?
I told my mom I would be doomed If my boyfriend wasn't decisive.
bad sentence choice.
she blew up, saying that I can't let other people run my life, and blarg blarg blarg. I don't know... something shiny caught my attention.
I decided choices are bad, and scary.
I still can't figure out my schedule for next semester.
And I think I suck the life out of my friends when I lay out my indecisive contemplations. So I'm going to save them the trouble...
basically it gets down to: To do track, or not?
My awesome awesome Chinese partner asked me Why I was doing track.
goooood question. I told him it was a habit.
stupid awesome Chinese partner, I had my schedule decided until he tried to convince me to change my Chinese section.
I just don't want to regret not doing track- I don't want to feel like a loser for not doing a sport...
I love the rush, I love the competition.
I hate Mooney and him trying to put me me with the good runners.
but If I DO do track, I'll feel like a loser for having such a slacker lists of high school classes. (Track means I have to take Chinese in the morning- and that screws everything up).
either way I lose.
and back to my idiotic awesome Chinese partner: he asked me what made me happy.
I'm not sure what will... which schedule will create a stress-free, regretless semester?
it's not like track will help me in the future. but will i miss that feeling of competition that I will never expierence again? or will it just be idotic stress?
My mom told me to do minnie miney mo.
!!!?????????????
AHHH!
I keep trying to decide between schedule plan A and schedule plan B. and then, out of no where, my brain comes up with a schedule plan C- which is me just adding more and more classes when it's already impossible. i'm guess i'm trying to live up to the standard. the problem is, I have no idea what that is... all i know, is the more i think, the harder I make it for myself. That's it. I'm burying myself in youtube asian drama videos, photography/pratchett books and hope it will come to me in my dream.
omygod. im think im being a dramaqueen. AHHH! I'm turning into my guy friends! help!
and If I take track, i would have to drop linguisitcs, but then i would feel bad because i would be ditching my friend.
if i moved Chinese to the afterclass, I would be missing a nice intense Chinese class for a rowdy huge one.
But If I take Chinese in the morning then I would be stuck with a certain English class, which means I would be stuck with a certain *cough *cough* ahem* teacher. And any class he teaches, is absolutely pointless.
ah! I need to stop thinking.
Is A.P. Psych any good? that might help with my decision.
self-combust