Posted March 1, 2008
Hi world.
It's been way too long since I've been on this. Facebook has taken over my life, but I recently gave it up for lent, leaving me a lot of time to be on this. Hooray?
It is offically March 1st, thank God. I hated February, it always is the worst month of the year. This had been such a stressful school year, and so to say the least, I'm in need of a break. Spring break better hurry the hell up.
I guess writing in this might be slightly pointless since I'm sure that not a single person will read this, but I would like to think that writing helps me, clears my head. Knowing my luck, the only person that would read this will be some creeper that is like 50 years old and looks at pictures of girls all night long. Sick.
I'm still sore and tired from last night's concert. One girl that was crowd surfing kicked my camera so now there is something ratteling in it, which I don't think is good.
I've recently become obsessed with the song "Welcome to the Machine" (by Pink Floyd, if you didn't know).
I have no idea what to do with my life, you know. College is coming up too soon and I still need to decide where to go, what to major in, how to pay for it, where it will take me after college. It's so stressful. How am I supposed to know what to do? I'm afraid that I will go to college and spend all this time studying for one subject and then eventually change my mind and decide that I want to do something completely different with my life. I can't have that happen. It would be so much easier if God could just directly speak to me and tell me all the answers I need to know.
I've always wanted to go to medical school, but I don't think I have high enough grades. I now am interested in photo-journalism, but I also want to go to Africa and be a doctor over there and help with the AIDS crisis and do missionary work. Or I want to work with the T.R.U.T.H. orginization that helps to prevent smoking. So many choices but I don't know how to decide or to actually follow through with them.
"I'm so lost, I'm barely here. I wish I could explain myself, but the words are escaping.
It's too late to save me, you're too late."
-Stockholm Syndrome, Blink 182
Until next time.