Really should be doing paper
Yeah, there are far more important things I should be doing, but I need to get some stuff out of my head so it will stop raging in my mind distracting me more than my normal distractions.
first, a quick recap of break
it was definitly awesome, i thoroughly enjoyed myself.
THURSDAY: dredg. there is no word for how amazing they are live. i was quite pleased and very fulfilled :)
FRIDAY: me and mikey reunion day. shopping. grandma birthday festivities. string of bad movies. affection.
SATURDAY: run errands. harry potter (meh). diner hopping with jojo steph and mikey. nudity. conception of the diner defecation diet. vomitose.
SUNDAY: sleep. stuff (can't really remember). start at suncoast.
MONDAY: work. boring. it felt good to be back to work though, and nifty to start somewhere different (even though i do the same job).
TUESDAY: work again. can't remember what else.
WEDNESDAY: spend-the-day-with-mom day. baked. saw das flee. watched lost with daddio. random diner excursion with the johnson sibs and mikey. cannoli.
THURSDAY: turkey. good company. enjoyed family and beasties alike. very happy day. another string of bad movies. good company. more affection. neglected to sleep.
FRIDAY: black friday *yawn*. work. bored but being paid. home to sleep.
SATURDAY: work. leave work. uber affection.
SUNDAY: sleeep. cafe/jazz/pannini with flee and steph. putz around. quick trip to newburgh. random cops and bums. decided to come back to school. barely make it back awake.
PRESENT: feeling iffy about lots. totally submerged in loads of work.
so, my mind gears are churning. time to purge. why do i feel so weird being back here? i am happy here, right? right?? this place is all i could have ever wanted. why don't i feel happy? why don't i feel like i am enjoying it? why am i not making the most of it? why am i not satisfied with my school work? why am i struggling? why am i not doing what i want? why am not doing music? i was asked to move in with a pal across the hall. why did i not jump at an offer to switch rooms? why have i not made any real strong friendships here? why are all my beasties suffering again? why does christmas depress me? why am i skeptical of love? why do i hold back? WHY DO I THINK SO DAMN MUCH? why am i so unsatisfied... can i be satisfied?
end
*breathe*
back to work...
first, a quick recap of break
it was definitly awesome, i thoroughly enjoyed myself.
THURSDAY: dredg. there is no word for how amazing they are live. i was quite pleased and very fulfilled :)
FRIDAY: me and mikey reunion day. shopping. grandma birthday festivities. string of bad movies. affection.
SATURDAY: run errands. harry potter (meh). diner hopping with jojo steph and mikey. nudity. conception of the diner defecation diet. vomitose.
SUNDAY: sleep. stuff (can't really remember). start at suncoast.
MONDAY: work. boring. it felt good to be back to work though, and nifty to start somewhere different (even though i do the same job).
TUESDAY: work again. can't remember what else.
WEDNESDAY: spend-the-day-with-mom day. baked. saw das flee. watched lost with daddio. random diner excursion with the johnson sibs and mikey. cannoli.
THURSDAY: turkey. good company. enjoyed family and beasties alike. very happy day. another string of bad movies. good company. more affection. neglected to sleep.
FRIDAY: black friday *yawn*. work. bored but being paid. home to sleep.
SATURDAY: work. leave work. uber affection.
SUNDAY: sleeep. cafe/jazz/pannini with flee and steph. putz around. quick trip to newburgh. random cops and bums. decided to come back to school. barely make it back awake.
PRESENT: feeling iffy about lots. totally submerged in loads of work.
so, my mind gears are churning. time to purge. why do i feel so weird being back here? i am happy here, right? right?? this place is all i could have ever wanted. why don't i feel happy? why don't i feel like i am enjoying it? why am i not making the most of it? why am i not satisfied with my school work? why am i struggling? why am i not doing what i want? why am not doing music? i was asked to move in with a pal across the hall. why did i not jump at an offer to switch rooms? why have i not made any real strong friendships here? why are all my beasties suffering again? why does christmas depress me? why am i skeptical of love? why do i hold back? WHY DO I THINK SO DAMN MUCH? why am i so unsatisfied... can i be satisfied?
end
*breathe*
back to work...