Wow. I feel like I only post once every other month. No, wait, that’s exactly how it is. It’s for the best, though. Otherwise there would be dozens more entries over trivial feelings and the nothings that occur in my life. Besides, anything worth mentioning can be said in 140 characters or less (that’s what Twitter is for). Or a single paragraph (that’s what tumblr is for). Of course, when I do have intentions to post here it always ends up typed, unfinished and finally deleted. From the database and my mind. Hohoho, “my mind.”
On to the trivial stuff.
I finished my first semester of college recently. The verdict: not bad, but I suspect it will get more difficult.
Academically, I’m doing a few things wrong. But I’ve been getting better lately. I just feel really discouraged. There are many leading tones sounding off in my head, begging to be followed on, answered by silence. What can I do to better myself?
Ha, ha, I started writing this entry on December 4, and so many things I had said are no longer applicable. A testament to my inability to finish thoughts. Sentences, er, concep —
Great winter break so far! I’ve been able to visit with Jessie and Linnea a couple times, the Asians (a collective term for any one of them – I won’t be arsed to list them off because it’s all the same, really. Okay, kidding, but they know who they are) and brother is coming home tonight to visit for the weekend. Not too excited about Christmas Eve or whatever – for us it’s just about food. At least right now, since I’m not hungry, I don’t care or want to think a whole lot about food. I’ll probably care tomorrow when I wake up.
Eh, I’m in a rush to finish this just so I can say I posted. I’m not in an especially good mood right now. Volatile emotions and whatnot. You know. Being a girl. I could cry right now. Ugh, I’m about ready to wax poetic about the uncertainty of the future and happiness and misery. Seriously, terrible angsty one-liners are running through my head (what the fuck kind of line is “running through my head”? what bullshittery) BAHHHHHHHH.
No, it’s okay. I love life. And all that rot.
I had a very unsettling dream the other night.
