this is me
I just turned twenty. I am in college, major: Anthropology. For the clueless people reading this, it is the study of humans and their culture. I want to pursue Archaeology within Anthropology. that is pretty much studying dead people, it's fun, the other day we learned about this Incan king, (his name is too hard to spell from memory) he drank the blood of his brother skull in a tradition after defeating him in a civil war, how cool is that? Or the richest tomb in Americas of Lord Sipan found in the Moche State of northern peru. It's cool to find it, cause the Peruvians raid the tombs of their ancestor so they can have enough money to eat. Poor people, they make such pretty textiles. Anyway, sorry i get defensive about my major cause i am surrounded by smart engineering types. I don't have many friends, the ones i talk to don't live here, they're off at other schools. I knit a lot, and watch a lot of tv. It kinda sucks. I used to have friends. In high school, we had fun, then there was drama with boys and now i have less friends. It seems surreal to minimize it like that, but when it comes down to it, that's what it was. And it's over. So, it's been two years since high school. I've changed a lot. While i felt starved for attention then, i don't mind being in the shadows now. No one will let me stay there though. Right now, I'd rather have a best friend (that's a girl) than have three guys that aren't my boyfriend hit on me. i hate that, with passion. Right now, i'd rather be ugly than have people be jealous of me about anything. Right now, i'd rather graduate and move away from this tiny town surrounded by corn fields than stay in school and continue my education that is driving a wedge between my boyfriend and i. Speaking of tha glorious education, i should be reading history and i don't want to. I really don't care about the history of welfare and how the women on welfare fought for it, blah blah blah. I will be done with this semester in one week. I cannot wait. Then i just get to work, that's fun too. Sucking up to mean middle aged women becaues they think they're too stressed out from their jobs and their kids for too little money. I'd rather dig a hole. this is all historical(of me), that wasn't really my intention today. I'll write later, I have to write a paper this afternoon, maybe i'll write then