Stream of consciousness goodness...
Well, I just got back to campus today from my abbreviated spring break. Robotics junk today, and through the weekend being the root cause of that of course. I dunno how well this competition is going to go really. I'm not expecting much from it, and I reckon we'll catch some flack for it later from the peeps in charge.
I need to find a birthday present for Alyssa. I also need to have a bit of a heart-to-heart chat with her in the near future, and, and everyone knows how well those kinds of things go for me. I'm also stuck on when to do it, as I really ought to do it next time I see her, but that very well could be Sunday, which is her birthday, and I don't want to wreck that for her.
I need to stop reading my old posts, especially from this time of year the last two years. I know I've changed since then, but sometimes I wonder how much. And changed or not, they still bring back some pretty tough memories. Same with some posts from two summers ago that I was somehow possessed to read.
I want to fill out that "10 Things You Want to Say to People..." survey, but a) I'm not sure what I want to say entirely without being overly vague or specific, and b) one of the stipulations is that I can't mention any of it ever again, and I think putting some of that down here would actually be the first step in getting the courage to say some of those things, and I might be tempted to touch on them later.
I hate it how Mom cries every time I leave home. This time seemed worse for whatever reason. I also hate how my parents argue a lot more than they used to, and how my dad won't get his blood pressure under control.
Isaac punched a hole in the wall this week. Generally, I'd say that is pretty much an poor reaction to something, but in all honesty, I can't say that I blame him, and I'm even entirely sure on the details of the problem.
I don't talk to Ariel as much as I should, and when I do, I shouldn't use her to complain to so much.
It's 3:30 in the morning, and I supposed to be at the Armory at 8:15. I can't figure out how tired or not I am, and how much I plan on sleeping tonight. I guess I'll just make the decision to go to bed when I'm done with this post. Well, maybe. I dunno, I might chat with some Aussies first. I miss them.
edit...
Talked to Ashley instead of some Aussies. That girl gets an award for being awesome this year. OK, now I'm going to bed... I mean it this time.
I need to find a birthday present for Alyssa. I also need to have a bit of a heart-to-heart chat with her in the near future, and, and everyone knows how well those kinds of things go for me. I'm also stuck on when to do it, as I really ought to do it next time I see her, but that very well could be Sunday, which is her birthday, and I don't want to wreck that for her.
I need to stop reading my old posts, especially from this time of year the last two years. I know I've changed since then, but sometimes I wonder how much. And changed or not, they still bring back some pretty tough memories. Same with some posts from two summers ago that I was somehow possessed to read.
I want to fill out that "10 Things You Want to Say to People..." survey, but a) I'm not sure what I want to say entirely without being overly vague or specific, and b) one of the stipulations is that I can't mention any of it ever again, and I think putting some of that down here would actually be the first step in getting the courage to say some of those things, and I might be tempted to touch on them later.
I hate it how Mom cries every time I leave home. This time seemed worse for whatever reason. I also hate how my parents argue a lot more than they used to, and how my dad won't get his blood pressure under control.
Isaac punched a hole in the wall this week. Generally, I'd say that is pretty much an poor reaction to something, but in all honesty, I can't say that I blame him, and I'm even entirely sure on the details of the problem.
I don't talk to Ariel as much as I should, and when I do, I shouldn't use her to complain to so much.
It's 3:30 in the morning, and I supposed to be at the Armory at 8:15. I can't figure out how tired or not I am, and how much I plan on sleeping tonight. I guess I'll just make the decision to go to bed when I'm done with this post. Well, maybe. I dunno, I might chat with some Aussies first. I miss them.
edit...
Talked to Ashley instead of some Aussies. That girl gets an award for being awesome this year. OK, now I'm going to bed... I mean it this time.