eh
My desk is messy. Real messy. 95% of my clothes are in the laundry. I've been anything but proactive about following up on my potential work opportunities. I've been neglecting work in 3 classes. I've been zoning out more, recently. Sometimes I just sit and stare at my computer screen. This has made my eyes lazy, which has made reading more strenuous.
Why am I quitting? Why am I doing the bare minimum? I just got chosen to be an RA next year. I signed up for next semester's courses today:
Elementary Japanese
Theory of Music 1
Digital Photography
Biological Aspects of Female Sexuality
Gym
It's a lighter load, but I'm hoping it will ease my transition to being an RA.
I'm wearing my last t-shirt and I don't know if I'll be able to will myself to do laundry tomorrow. I feel like I won't.
I've made things "tense" with Kacey because I forgot to call her when I said I would. Perhaps, the bad part is that I forgot that I told her I would call. And when we talk, I don't say much. I want to talk, but my mind goes blank. Or numb. I love her as much as I ever have. I’m really disappointed in myself. I’m so sorry, baby.
I wouldn’t say my grades are slipping, but I know they could be better. Last semester I would guilt myself about how much money my parents are paying for me to go to Dickinson. Maybe it wasn’t the best attitude, but it got results. Recently, that voice has been pretty damn quiet.
The only thing I really accomplished this week was finishing my “Fa Fa” arrangement. My short story that I’ve had 5 weeks to revise is due Tuesday and I haven’t done much with that. There is this weekend. Oh wait, I’m going to New York on Saturday and playing in a charity golf tournament and hopefully going to see Shimon Peres speak in Cherry Hill, NJ on Sunday. That trip returns after midnight.
Maybe next week will be better.
Why am I quitting? Why am I doing the bare minimum? I just got chosen to be an RA next year. I signed up for next semester's courses today:
Elementary Japanese
Theory of Music 1
Digital Photography
Biological Aspects of Female Sexuality
Gym
It's a lighter load, but I'm hoping it will ease my transition to being an RA.
I'm wearing my last t-shirt and I don't know if I'll be able to will myself to do laundry tomorrow. I feel like I won't.
I've made things "tense" with Kacey because I forgot to call her when I said I would. Perhaps, the bad part is that I forgot that I told her I would call. And when we talk, I don't say much. I want to talk, but my mind goes blank. Or numb. I love her as much as I ever have. I’m really disappointed in myself. I’m so sorry, baby.
I wouldn’t say my grades are slipping, but I know they could be better. Last semester I would guilt myself about how much money my parents are paying for me to go to Dickinson. Maybe it wasn’t the best attitude, but it got results. Recently, that voice has been pretty damn quiet.
The only thing I really accomplished this week was finishing my “Fa Fa” arrangement. My short story that I’ve had 5 weeks to revise is due Tuesday and I haven’t done much with that. There is this weekend. Oh wait, I’m going to New York on Saturday and playing in a charity golf tournament and hopefully going to see Shimon Peres speak in Cherry Hill, NJ on Sunday. That trip returns after midnight.
Maybe next week will be better.