to the death of my social life
it's funny how since coming back from council camp there's been this added weight upon my shoulders (which i believe isn't all about council matters) that i've not been able to relief. a burden, a responsibility, issues and illogical mental conflicts to add. i'm so exhausted, so overwhelmed by what is in store for the next one and a half years, yet excited to see myself come out of all this a stronger and better person. i'm glad that i'm taking the initiative to make my jc life more fulfilling than it might have possibly been otherwise.
council camp was draining. not just physically, but mentally and emotionally as well. of course, on the whole it was a good experience. but amongst everything else, it taught me one thing, that politics will never cease to exist everywhere. sometimes it frightens me to see what it may make of me or what i may become or what i might be subjected to in the future. but faith faith faith is really all i can say, i believe i can do it, i believe i will stay true to myself.
i'm getting incoherent and nonsensical. i've a mountain of homework which i've yet to start on, but all i want to do is sleep, sleep and sleep.