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![]() Monday, Jan. 12, 2004 - 8:33 a.m. Wow, do you all need to catch up or what? I couldn't find any classes available for what I need this spring semester, so I'm taking a dance class. I need the exercise anyway. I've decided that ultimately living here really sucks. I'm looking at colleges in New York City, and currently planning to move in with Sean at his house until we can find a place together. For the sake of my job, I'm keeping this under wraps. In other news, Sean is here, and I couldn't be happier. It's so nice to have him around- I feel more human than I did before. I really don't have any friends here and it's nice to be reminded that I do have friends somewhere and there is a place where at least some of the population understands what I'm talking about. I hate the feeling of isolation I get here, as if I've been transported to another planet or something. Besides, being with the man I love is kind of nice in and of itself. I wish I could take a nap. I still have no idea what I want to do with myself after I get out of college. Dad is convinced I should go to med school, and maybe he's right, but after this job I don't think I could deal with anymore clinical stuff. Honestly, I don't much like dealing with other people everyday, particularly the miserable or stupid variety, and it sucks not being able to tell people off even when they really deserve it. I'm not really that impatient or antagonistic towards people, I'm just plain tired. I want to get out there and really learn something, really do something with myself instead of do and say the same things everyday while trying my best to keep track of everyone else's stupid and pointless rules. I really need this upcoming vacation back home. "I don't want to get bitter, I don't want to turn cruel, I don't want to get old before I have to." -Jill Sobule
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