The last time I wrote a blog on here was when I first joined back in October. I figure since I don't have much of a life added to the fact it is rare for me to leave the hosue I really wouldn't be writing on here. Plus, I have a myspace, which I also rarely blog on!
The last 5 months or so have been fairly chaotic. I was in school after not setting foot in a class room in 5 years to come back with a 3.67 GPA in my first semester. Don't pat me on the back just yet, it was only History, Cultural Anthropology, and Political Science. So nothing amazing. This semester I'm taking yet another history class, biology, and a bio lab. So far I'm rocking a 100% in History, an 87% in bio, and a 99% in the bio lab. So I'm content with my grades and pursuit of a degree.
What I'm not happy with is the fact I've gained 10 pounds since living in California. I'm not happy that I'm so anti-social that I haven't met anyone I'd really like to hang out with on a regular basis. I'm not happy that each day I am seeming to lose a sliver of my soul. I used to be the happy go lucky person. Now I'm pretty much the, 'fuck everyone and the world it all sucks' person. I've just become bitter and have lost faith.
When things are going great and yet you can't take any real enjoyment in them its shitty. I look around my room seeing how messy it is and contemplate how much my room mirrors my life. It's chaotic to put things simply. It makes my thoughts darken at the prospect of cleaning it to be presentable. I know it needs done, but I'll always find a thousand broken reasons not to do it. anywho, I'll end this here since my mind seems to be wandering.
The last 5 months or so have been fairly chaotic. I was in school after not setting foot in a class room in 5 years to come back with a 3.67 GPA in my first semester. Don't pat me on the back just yet, it was only History, Cultural Anthropology, and Political Science. So nothing amazing. This semester I'm taking yet another history class, biology, and a bio lab. So far I'm rocking a 100% in History, an 87% in bio, and a 99% in the bio lab. So I'm content with my grades and pursuit of a degree.
What I'm not happy with is the fact I've gained 10 pounds since living in California. I'm not happy that I'm so anti-social that I haven't met anyone I'd really like to hang out with on a regular basis. I'm not happy that each day I am seeming to lose a sliver of my soul. I used to be the happy go lucky person. Now I'm pretty much the, 'fuck everyone and the world it all sucks' person. I've just become bitter and have lost faith.
When things are going great and yet you can't take any real enjoyment in them its shitty. I look around my room seeing how messy it is and contemplate how much my room mirrors my life. It's chaotic to put things simply. It makes my thoughts darken at the prospect of cleaning it to be presentable. I know it needs done, but I'll always find a thousand broken reasons not to do it. anywho, I'll end this here since my mind seems to be wandering.