Wandering Until I Reach Nowhere.

Nov 10, 2010 22:04

You will live in shadow of shade. I commit the eighth sin.
Unrequited existence will turn everything into nothing.

Yes, I realize it's been a while. What a terrible habit I've gotten myself into.
Granted, with life lately, I haven't had much time for anything.

To be honest, I'm not entirely sure what to say.
(Though, I always say that, and then the entry ends up turning into a lengthy dissertation.)

Let's see...
GAME has been slowly picking up.
As has ANO.
As usual, there's been the occasional bout of unnecessary drama within each.
David got a job, which is awesome. I don't see him as much anymore, but I'm still thrilled for him.
He's been working at that for a while now.

Hm...
Oh, I drew something for the first time in a while earlier today.
Assuming it's even half-way decent, only one person will ever get to see it anyway, but at least I felt inspired for once.
Hm. Just realized that I left something (really only marginally important) out of the drawing.
Damn.
Oh well. I could feasibly always fix it later.

Homework's been piling up lately, though I'm slowly getting the better of it.
Of course, I don't know how much last week's sudden system overload is going to hurt my grades.
Speaking of overloads, my laptop had a malware virus.
Merry early Christmas to me.
Now I'm running on Linux. (Linux Mint, specifically.)
I'd be perfectly happy with this if Linux supported Microsoft Office,
but as it does not, I find the entire system a bit frustrating.
Hopefully I can come across a Windows 7 upgrade at some point or another.

Sadly, I'm running out of things to talk about very quickly.
You see, I'm feeling a tad depressed.
It could be the PMS, of course, but one must never make hasty assumptions.
I suppose I've been feeling a bit like a misfit / outcast lately.
Don't get me wrong, I've been a misfit my entire life,
but I normally don't feel cast out by my own kind.
You don't normally hear of sudden shunning and solitary confinement within the society on
The Island for Misfit Toys.
It could very likely be nothing more than my mind getting a jolly good laugh at my expense via my paranoia,
but it still depresses me, nonetheless.

At least teh boyfriend is very sympathetic, and I have my friends from back home to look forward to seeing every once in a great while, when they're in town.

(Seems a bit odd to call them friends from back home, considering that I still live at home for the moment, and even if I DID get lucky enough to move out {Which is looking all but impossible now, and also part of the reason for my paranoid depression}, "back home" would still only be about half an hour north of where I'd have ended up anyway.)

Eh.
I suppose that'll do for now.
It's not much, but it's really all I've got, I'm afraid.

I'll try to think of something more interesting for next time.

Another time, kids.

xoxo
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