I only say that because this post is going to be all over the place.
- I now, more than ever, remember what I hate about coming home for breaks. Switching lives. I live two lives. Like it or not. Who I am in Bluffton and who I am in Napoleon are not the same people. I mean the core of me is, but the freedoms that I have and the way I go about life are completely different. It's hard to make the switch and still try to go on like nothing is happening at all.
- I need a hobby, a niche, something that I can do and enjoy on my own. I don't have one, and I'm not skilled at many things. What I'm good at are people. I'm good at getting them to talk and open up and I'm good at making them laugh, but when no one is around, what does that leave me? Not much.
- I've just came to the realization that I have to actually take classes again next semester and still try my best. I knew this was going to happen. I want to be done. I can teach, I've proven it, why can't I just TEACH. So aggravating.
- I want a spark of excitement in life. Something to look forward to. Someone asked me the other day what I was looking forward to in the near future. I couldn't come up with anything. How sad is that. The closest thing I could think of is Graduation in May(which is semi-debatable) and then Lori's wedding in August. I'm not patient, I need something to get me through the hump of winter...
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Going back to classes is hard.. trust me.. especially since you know you've successfully finished what you came to school to do.. Keep pushing through.. you'll do great.. :)
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