| | Long ago & far away...I hadn't realized that I had not touched my Xanga since last semester. But tonight, after perusing the internet and wandering into my own notes on Facebook, I realized just how long it had been. You have to understand that the last entry seems both like an eternity away and just yesterday all rolled into one. I could wax poetic on this subject, but tonight I have done far too much deep, intellectual thinking for my own good. I would share this with all of you, but I feel it is to personal at this point to go into great depth. Let's just say I have said my incoherent hodgepodge, discovered just how I feel about several things, and questioned whether or not you can die within your own dreams and ever awaken after your own demise. Thus was my evening, and thus I shall not bore you with it. I bought a game last night at Walmart. I hope that I get to play this one. It was quite enjoyable so far. Of course I have already had to have Justin help me out to figure out some of it. It's called Nibiru: Age of Secrets. I think it will choose to be a wonderfully adventurous challenge. I need more inert activities in my life. ::Rolls eyes:: While exercise need to be added to my To Do List, I do feel better than I felt a few days ago. So that is good. Tomorrow is Thursday. I love Thursdays. Why? Well, certainly not the endless classes for 6 hours straight, or soon-to-be office hour, or the rehearsal or meeting... but instead what comes after all of that is complete. And what, pray tell, is that? Well, I'm glad you asked. It's nothing. Grade-A, Pasteurized, Processed, Organic Nothing. Sounds tasty, doesn't it? Well, it is to me. Because it marks the moment when I no longer have to worry for a couple of days about homework or tests or much of anything really. Fridays I work and attend band practice, but nothing more. I sure do love my four day weekends. Now, I never really have a day off. Work, rehearsals, performances, meetings, etc. clutter my time, but there is nothing like the feeling of fewer responsibilities for just a little while. That's my life in a nutshell. I'm trying to figure out what happens next, and as of today I only have 100 days until graduation... well, 99 now because it's after midnight. Scary, huh? 
"There's something about a person's eyes... these portals are significant because they let you view a piece of a person that he or she might just be trying to hide from the rest of the world. Perhaps that piece is his or her soul." The End. |
