apathy_activist

So, this is me, out. Last journal entry, brahs.
(at least for a few months.)

I'm allowing my time to slip away again.. S'okay.. i know where it's going.

Had to meet with a group from class today about a debate. Fun stuff, mostly-- got all of our ducks in a row.

Even more fun was the ability to talk to people in my program about the program. It's nice to know that people feel the same way I do. We all agreed that our intellectual interest was piqued last year, but so far this term the work's been really pedestrian and dull. There's hope for next term, though. I just have to plough my way through this work and I'll be better.

Also funny.. we got talking about how we got into the program and I let on that i'd been in school for a while. And when I told them how old I was they didn't believe me. I started University in 1992 (or 1993, I can't remember). One of the girls I was working with today was 11 in 1993. whaaa...!! eleven. wow. I was eleven in 1984.

They were very kind.. "you don't look twenty-eight.." "i never would have guessed.." yadda, yadda..

I know I have to do this, and I think I can. So I will. But right now, I'm going to couch for a bit.

Send me presents. . .