Good to be back.
I'm back in lj mode.
fk facebook.
fk myspace.
This weekend I accomplished absolutely nothing. I was supposed to do community service hours but i never got the will to leave my dorm for some reason. Think, sleep, read was pretty much all my weekend consisted of. It actually felt pretty rejuvenating. I'm pretty sick of the party scene.
Gawd the last time i wrote here I dont even think i was even sure where i was going to college. Now, here i am, sophomore year at texas state, past the party stages, and beyond the the stage of freshman naivety. Don't get me wrong, i'm no pro at this living away from home part in my life, yet. I have yet to attain the skills of getting my priorities completely in check and managing my time well, not to mention money as well. Procrastination will always be something i'm going to have to struggle with, I've decided that. But i still get what i need to get done, on time. Not to mention im totally raping my classes with all a's right now. Now that's a huge step from failing my college algebra class last year.
I can't wait until thanksgiving break. I really miss my family for some reason, even though i was just home less than a month ago. oh wow and then comes christmas break. That is probably the time of year i've been anticipating most since school begun. Family, friends, good mexican food, hot chocolate, movies, and thee bf.
hmph. I dont understand why some people have to be so discreet about aspects of their lives that have essentially molded them into the individual they are today. I mean sure there are certain things in our pasts that we're not too proud of, things we wish never happened or that we could forget. But to completely disregard them and pretty much pretend they never happened..idk. I guess some people need that in order to completely get over it. I have nothing to hide about myself or my past, that's for damn sure. Maybe i shouldn't be that way, though. Maybe i should just totally close old chapters of my life and not allow anyone to get a glimpse of them.
On another note, I've recently come to realize how different how some of my friends and I really are. I've even gotten to the point where i've evaluated who i think should and shouldn't even be considered my friend. It's not a good feeling to realize the people you thought you were closest to all along, really don't fit the description of what a true friend is. i dont know. maybe this weekend wasn't good for me. It's prolly not good for me to allow so much time for thought.
the end
fk facebook.
fk myspace.
This weekend I accomplished absolutely nothing. I was supposed to do community service hours but i never got the will to leave my dorm for some reason. Think, sleep, read was pretty much all my weekend consisted of. It actually felt pretty rejuvenating. I'm pretty sick of the party scene.
Gawd the last time i wrote here I dont even think i was even sure where i was going to college. Now, here i am, sophomore year at texas state, past the party stages, and beyond the the stage of freshman naivety. Don't get me wrong, i'm no pro at this living away from home part in my life, yet. I have yet to attain the skills of getting my priorities completely in check and managing my time well, not to mention money as well. Procrastination will always be something i'm going to have to struggle with, I've decided that. But i still get what i need to get done, on time. Not to mention im totally raping my classes with all a's right now. Now that's a huge step from failing my college algebra class last year.
I can't wait until thanksgiving break. I really miss my family for some reason, even though i was just home less than a month ago. oh wow and then comes christmas break. That is probably the time of year i've been anticipating most since school begun. Family, friends, good mexican food, hot chocolate, movies, and thee bf.
hmph. I dont understand why some people have to be so discreet about aspects of their lives that have essentially molded them into the individual they are today. I mean sure there are certain things in our pasts that we're not too proud of, things we wish never happened or that we could forget. But to completely disregard them and pretty much pretend they never happened..idk. I guess some people need that in order to completely get over it. I have nothing to hide about myself or my past, that's for damn sure. Maybe i shouldn't be that way, though. Maybe i should just totally close old chapters of my life and not allow anyone to get a glimpse of them.
On another note, I've recently come to realize how different how some of my friends and I really are. I've even gotten to the point where i've evaluated who i think should and shouldn't even be considered my friend. It's not a good feeling to realize the people you thought you were closest to all along, really don't fit the description of what a true friend is. i dont know. maybe this weekend wasn't good for me. It's prolly not good for me to allow so much time for thought.
the end