January 2010
Not sure.
I just don’t know what to think anymore. I thought I could be happy with the way things are, but the way things are keep me in a mindset of escape. It used to be fine, but now it’s out of hand. Maybe it wasn’t meant to be. Maybe I was supposed to play along until I found what I needed to learn. Perhaps God…
God. Someone I haven’t truly considered in a while. Probably...
First day.
Classes start today. A rough cut of this semester’s schedule:
MWF:
10:00 Psychology
11:00 Awkward Literature
12:00 Sidney Poitier’s US History Since 1877
13:00 Music Theory
14:00 Super-Awesome Fun Band Time!
TH:
8:00 Class Percussion
14:00 Super-Awesome Fun Band Time!
15:30 Studio Jazz Band
My history class is littered with douches. My psychology class lands me in the same room...
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Ice.
I love the ice that graces us with its presence around this time of year (unless you live in the South like me). But the ice decided to pay us a short visit the past few days, and frankly I never felt more at home.
The ice calls to mind a simple time when everything has slown to a halt. Life in all its forms stops moving. Time stands in its place. I see the ice and wonder about all the things...
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Death wish.
My stepbrother is the only person who causes me to sincerely wish he would die.
Sounds kind of harsh, eh? Well, never before have I encountered a person who is so intolerable to be around that I feel forced to sneak around in my own house, lest I attract his attention and cause his awkwardness to focus on me.
“Just because he’s awkward? That’s a little selfish…”...