"We promised the world we’d tame it. What were we hoping for?"
I’ve had a strange sense of emptiness the past week or two. I’m not entirely sure what’s caused it. I suspect it is related to knowing that in a short while I’ll be back at home with all the people I care about but that for the time being I’m still here at school with only a few friends. I’ve been uncharacteristically reflective lately - and for me that’s saying a lot. I’ve been thinking back to how time has played out for me over the past couple of years - the good, the bad, the completely forgettable. I’ve wondered how different my life would be if only I’d changed certain minutia. In most cases, I find that it would be entirely unpredictable. Some factors seem to suggest that changing one conversation might have altered all my friendships, yet other factors say that it wouldn’t have made any difference. I guess all the speculation has left me in an odd place mentally.
Anyway, the year is almost over. I had my last day of classes yesterday. I have my first final, physics, tomorrow morning, then nothing until the middle of next week. I have my DiffEQ final Wednesday afternoon, then both my ECE classes back to back Thursday morning and afternoon. I really need to do well on all my finals, especially DiffEQ and physics. That means I’m actually going to be studying over the next week. Fancy that. Me. Studying. Anyway, I should really be doing that now, but I figured I’d take a while to unwind this morning/early afternoon and get some things taken care of. Blogging just happened to be one of them somehow.
Now, in the less than two weeks since i was introduced to How I Met Your Mother, I watched the entirety of the series thus far (the first two seasons have 22 episodes and the third has 17 so far) and have begun re-watching. Actually to be more accurate I should say I’m almost done re-watching. I only have about 12 episodes until I’ll be done seeing the entire series twice. In less than two weeks. Yeah, it definitely takes the number two spot for comedies in my book.
Comment by tsukenta // May 1, 2008 at 11:32 pm
Only four trys to log in this time! And I didn’t even have to reset my password. *Rejoicing*
I was in a mental ditch today as well. I took three reflective walks down the beach, totaling 4 hours, and a nap on a slab of concrete between the church and the fine arts center, lasting 3. That is a lot of time I spent outside, and oddly enough, I came to terms with my inevitable death. Concidering that it started out as dodging homework, I was suprised to come to that conclusion; even moreso because I don’t plan on dying anytime within this century.
I’m still in a bit of a funk, but that nap next to god cured a good bit of it. I’m still dodging the essay though…