Monday.....
wow, this was one of the longest days I have had in a very long time. If I hadn't skipped out on my math recitation I would have been in classes or meetings from 8 till 7...very thankful for that hour break in the middle of the day.
The rest of the night went pretty well...just sat around relaxing eating a bunch of food. I was sitting across the hall and I hear, "somebody's thinking" and I was like "what?" and they repeated it. The funny hing is that I don't think that I really was. But of course after that was said I did start thinking. Thinking about the most random and dumb things, like why is that light across the street so bright. And then it just started to go from there. What am I doing tomorrow...plan on waking up and going to the gym, and get some work done. It escalated from there to what am I doing in life? Do I know what my plans are 5 years down the road? hell no...I still feel like I'm a little kid going to school everyday getting a useless education. Maybe I should start thinking about the path I want to take into the future. Where do I want to be? What kind of job do I want to have? Who will I be with? Maybe it was just me, or the time of the night, but this stuff started to kinda freak me out. It won't be long until I will be shunned out into the real world and fending for myself, come to think of it, I already am. I guess our lives are moving pretty fast and I just want it to slow down so that I can enjoy it while I still can.
Thankfully those thoughts in turn came back to present day with thoughts of, is my doctor ever going to call me back so I can get off of this fricken medication, or is my co-op employer ever going to call me back letting me know whether they want me to work part time or not? Then this stemmed into my next co-op term. My advisor asked me where I planned on living for my next term and I told him I was going to live in Boston. He gave me that "ok" with a weird look, so I asked, "why?" "Well I have a senior leaving from a company in Salem (20 minutes away from my house) and they would be very interested in you. So here we go back to the decision making, do I live at home again, and possibly miss out in some more good times here in Boston, or do I stay in Boston and find a different job close by, or do I commute up to that company while living in Boston? Don't forget about the company I previously worked for is willing to take me back in a heartbeat...These are the decision that we are forced to make in our lives that put us on our path. I don't know if I am ready to be making these decisions.
Maybe this is just the long day, or the lateness of the night getting to me...I guess we'll see in the morning...
Sorry to all of you that actually read this entire blah of my conscious, but if you did I greatly appreaciate it and thank you for your willingness to care about my thoughts.
The rest of the night went pretty well...just sat around relaxing eating a bunch of food. I was sitting across the hall and I hear, "somebody's thinking" and I was like "what?" and they repeated it. The funny hing is that I don't think that I really was. But of course after that was said I did start thinking. Thinking about the most random and dumb things, like why is that light across the street so bright. And then it just started to go from there. What am I doing tomorrow...plan on waking up and going to the gym, and get some work done. It escalated from there to what am I doing in life? Do I know what my plans are 5 years down the road? hell no...I still feel like I'm a little kid going to school everyday getting a useless education. Maybe I should start thinking about the path I want to take into the future. Where do I want to be? What kind of job do I want to have? Who will I be with? Maybe it was just me, or the time of the night, but this stuff started to kinda freak me out. It won't be long until I will be shunned out into the real world and fending for myself, come to think of it, I already am. I guess our lives are moving pretty fast and I just want it to slow down so that I can enjoy it while I still can.
Thankfully those thoughts in turn came back to present day with thoughts of, is my doctor ever going to call me back so I can get off of this fricken medication, or is my co-op employer ever going to call me back letting me know whether they want me to work part time or not? Then this stemmed into my next co-op term. My advisor asked me where I planned on living for my next term and I told him I was going to live in Boston. He gave me that "ok" with a weird look, so I asked, "why?" "Well I have a senior leaving from a company in Salem (20 minutes away from my house) and they would be very interested in you. So here we go back to the decision making, do I live at home again, and possibly miss out in some more good times here in Boston, or do I stay in Boston and find a different job close by, or do I commute up to that company while living in Boston? Don't forget about the company I previously worked for is willing to take me back in a heartbeat...These are the decision that we are forced to make in our lives that put us on our path. I don't know if I am ready to be making these decisions.
Maybe this is just the long day, or the lateness of the night getting to me...I guess we'll see in the morning...
Sorry to all of you that actually read this entire blah of my conscious, but if you did I greatly appreaciate it and thank you for your willingness to care about my thoughts.