hey, what troubles you?
i'm surprised you noticed.
apparently i missed a lot of dramatic happenings by going home last weekend.
1. a boy od'd on heroin in the building behind mine
2. diana shaved her head (beautiful, however)
3. meaghan got kicked out of purchase for being a liability... that's a hell of a story.
i'm feeling weird today. i'm buried in work and there's not a chance of me catching up by 8:30am tomorrow. i'm giving up on this book and hoping hard that i won't have to write a paper on it. i've read less than 200 of 600 pages. no time.
going home did not help my feelings of not wanting to be here this semester. really, all it did was make me happier than i've been in five weeks, which is a problem. i need to be here for another year and a half and i'm really not enjoying myself. i'm enjoying class and i'm enjoying being half way to a degree (although i wish i were finishing next semester). i'm not enjoying the detachment and the two lives i'm currently living. it's too much. it's stressful. i'm doing fine this semester. actually, i'm doing very well so far, but i'm not feeling it.
i think last semester was exciting and new and big and now i'm used to it and comfortable and i'm not liking it anymore. i have a serious problem giving up on things when they're not new anymore. i guess that's my only motivation for graduating here. i'd transfer in a second if i didn't recognize that about myself. i half wish i didn't recognize that.
someone be encouraging here.
it's your gradual descent into a life you never meant.
apparently i missed a lot of dramatic happenings by going home last weekend.
1. a boy od'd on heroin in the building behind mine
2. diana shaved her head (beautiful, however)
3. meaghan got kicked out of purchase for being a liability... that's a hell of a story.
i'm feeling weird today. i'm buried in work and there's not a chance of me catching up by 8:30am tomorrow. i'm giving up on this book and hoping hard that i won't have to write a paper on it. i've read less than 200 of 600 pages. no time.
going home did not help my feelings of not wanting to be here this semester. really, all it did was make me happier than i've been in five weeks, which is a problem. i need to be here for another year and a half and i'm really not enjoying myself. i'm enjoying class and i'm enjoying being half way to a degree (although i wish i were finishing next semester). i'm not enjoying the detachment and the two lives i'm currently living. it's too much. it's stressful. i'm doing fine this semester. actually, i'm doing very well so far, but i'm not feeling it.
i think last semester was exciting and new and big and now i'm used to it and comfortable and i'm not liking it anymore. i have a serious problem giving up on things when they're not new anymore. i guess that's my only motivation for graduating here. i'd transfer in a second if i didn't recognize that about myself. i half wish i didn't recognize that.
someone be encouraging here.
it's your gradual descent into a life you never meant.