it's a depressing reality, really. I have class on Monday. Monday???
Monday, back to the grind, back to the humdrum monotony of homework, tests, and projects.
[And if you asked me, I would tell you that I like school. ]
I just really enjoy being schedule-less, I guess. Filling my hours with poetry that I want to read, movies I've been meaning to see, friends that I rarely get to connect with...not a bad way to spend my time, and I really needed it.
But responsibility is creeping in fast, with the end of the semester. I have to find a summer job, I need to figure out this whole changing majors thing, I have to figure out my other potential major/minor/interest/passion...I have to figure out how to conserve money.
on another note, one thing that has been on my mind recently is how much I value public opinion. It's a subject that has surely been beaten to the ground, with platitudes like "be your own person," and "be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind." [Dr. Seuss]
but I am realizing that I find myself behaving in some ways in an effort to exude a certain persona, instead of doing things, choosing things, saying things, just because...I want to. Not because I wish to appear intellectual, more spiritual, less spiritual, cool, socially conscious, brave, nonchalant, wise...
anyways. I have no further thoughts on that, really, except that it's dishonest...and I'm working on it.
A final thought. I've read a bit of All the King's Men...and I unexpectedly found the reason behind my parent's attempt to keep reeling me back home this week:
an interesting theory, anyway.
well...that's all there is, there isn't any more :)
Monday, back to the grind, back to the humdrum monotony of homework, tests, and projects.
[And if you asked me, I would tell you that I like school. ]
I just really enjoy being schedule-less, I guess. Filling my hours with poetry that I want to read, movies I've been meaning to see, friends that I rarely get to connect with...not a bad way to spend my time, and I really needed it.
But responsibility is creeping in fast, with the end of the semester. I have to find a summer job, I need to figure out this whole changing majors thing, I have to figure out my other potential major/minor/interest/passion...I have to figure out how to conserve money.
on another note, one thing that has been on my mind recently is how much I value public opinion. It's a subject that has surely been beaten to the ground, with platitudes like "be your own person," and "be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind." [Dr. Seuss]
but I am realizing that I find myself behaving in some ways in an effort to exude a certain persona, instead of doing things, choosing things, saying things, just because...I want to. Not because I wish to appear intellectual, more spiritual, less spiritual, cool, socially conscious, brave, nonchalant, wise...
anyways. I have no further thoughts on that, really, except that it's dishonest...and I'm working on it.
A final thought. I've read a bit of All the King's Men...and I unexpectedly found the reason behind my parent's attempt to keep reeling me back home this week:
When you get born your father and mother lost something out of themselves, and they are going to try to bust a hame trying to get it back, and you are it. They know they can't get it all back but they will get as big a chunk out of you as they can. And the good old family reunion, with picnic dinner under the maples, is very much like diving into the octopus tank at the aquarium.
an interesting theory, anyway.
well...that's all there is, there isn't any more :)
You know antonia, i find whoever invented college intellectually inferior to whoever came up with the concept of shall we say 'BIKINIS'
um....what?
I feel like I'm missing something.