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This morning I was so depressed. I don't know what happened. Maybe it's the lack of sleep and proper nutrition. I went to bed like at 2 and woke up at 6, and the night before I only slept about 5 hours. So maybe?
I started work on friday, but today was technically my first day. I like the job a lot actually...it's pretty basic stuff, doesn't require too much intellectual prowess...just an observant eye because of all the details. And the girls are really nice.
My intro to IR prof is starting to bug me. He doesn't really seem to be teaching...just going on and on about global events that are related, but don't really seem to be.
I'm thinking about a double major...just a thought. Maybe something with history, or philosophy. Not sure. It's just a passing notion.
The homecoming skit is in about a month. And there's going to be dancing involved...which means I'm gonna have to help choreograph that...and write it. But it sounds fun. Hopefully these kids won't be so uptight, and will actually embrace any ideas I may propose.
I need to find something to do on Saturdays besides loaf around. I want to go volunteer somewhere. Maybe a nursing home or a hospice. I miss charitable work.
Today phi sigma pi is having a rush event. An ice cream get-together type of soiree, just when I thought I'd had enough of sucrose loaded confections,...but will I be able to resist its sugary dairy goodness? Probably not!
I'm in such a stagnant mood...kind of blah...kind of anxious. I need a jolt of something - inspiration, maybe. At the beginning of this school year I was pumped, and now I just feel like the same routine from last year is starting to set in. I don't know what to do...
I feel like forsaking any of my future plans and fleeing to some remote corner of the globe. I could raise alpaca...have a little veggie garden and live off the fat 'o the land.
Man...I just realized that all of my meditations have absolutely no transition from one to the next. They're like a small conglomeration of islands. They're strung together, but still float apart.
I started work on friday, but today was technically my first day. I like the job a lot actually...it's pretty basic stuff, doesn't require too much intellectual prowess...just an observant eye because of all the details. And the girls are really nice.
My intro to IR prof is starting to bug me. He doesn't really seem to be teaching...just going on and on about global events that are related, but don't really seem to be.
I'm thinking about a double major...just a thought. Maybe something with history, or philosophy. Not sure. It's just a passing notion.
The homecoming skit is in about a month. And there's going to be dancing involved...which means I'm gonna have to help choreograph that...and write it. But it sounds fun. Hopefully these kids won't be so uptight, and will actually embrace any ideas I may propose.
I need to find something to do on Saturdays besides loaf around. I want to go volunteer somewhere. Maybe a nursing home or a hospice. I miss charitable work.
Today phi sigma pi is having a rush event. An ice cream get-together type of soiree, just when I thought I'd had enough of sucrose loaded confections,...but will I be able to resist its sugary dairy goodness? Probably not!
I'm in such a stagnant mood...kind of blah...kind of anxious. I need a jolt of something - inspiration, maybe. At the beginning of this school year I was pumped, and now I just feel like the same routine from last year is starting to set in. I don't know what to do...
I feel like forsaking any of my future plans and fleeing to some remote corner of the globe. I could raise alpaca...have a little veggie garden and live off the fat 'o the land.
Man...I just realized that all of my meditations have absolutely no transition from one to the next. They're like a small conglomeration of islands. They're strung together, but still float apart.