I've checked out. Three more months until I leave and I've already stopped caring about most of this shit around here. To most of my friends I appear as an asshole which is probably true. I go to bed when the sun goes down. I keep my door close both literally and figuratively. I couldn't care less about what my friends think of me anymore and its liberating .
On a more positive note I recently picked up a copy of The Decemberists new album The Hazards of Love and loved it. While some would lay claim that it's not their best it's still totally original and a beautiful work of art. And as with all new album I get I've been listening to it constantly.
The Saturday following my final day as an undergraduate is the graduation ceremony but I don't think I'll attend. It's really only a formality, I actually get my diploma in the mail about a month later. I'm not one for added attention, and I don't like events planned around myself. Birthday parties, graduation parties, any other individual specialties that put me at the center are mostly a waste. I don't enjoy being the center of attention. Then again this web-log is a devotion to my own selfcenteredness...
I stay in a lot these days, no more trips to the pub. The cold Wisconsin winter and my own short comings had caused me to be rather careless in the previous months. I'd go to the bar and have a drink, then another, then a couple more and as most drunks do thought it would be ok to drive home. Nothing bad had ever happened but looking back I would kick my own ass for having attempted such a foolish, not to mention careless, feat. There were even times where I would drink alone at home and the drive to t-bell for a midnight drunken treat. I haven't had a drink in about a month now and it feels so good to once again have a clear head on my shoulders.
Abandoned most of my friends in one way or another
Missed having pets
Consumed massive amounts of coffee
Constantly daydreamed of being done with my bachelors degree
Daydreamed of July when I make my move to Phoenix
Worked full time while trying to go to school full time
Realized I'm making about half as much as my coworkers while being praised for doing a better job and asked to show people who make more than I do how to do as well as myself
Found out that I have to pay hundreds in federal back-taxes
Started donating plasma (donating for about $250/month)
Was rejected at the bars before a single word was said
Stopped going to to bars
Cursed the cold gray days and the weather's inability to make up its mind
Obama's new economic/ecological plan is probably the coolest piece of political/economic news I have ever read. It is a good time to be a sociology major.
Looking at photos from years ago makes me feel old. The memories are still more than vivid and I often feel that if I think about them hard enough that I could go back and relive them.
Come August I'll be moving to Arizona where I have a place to live and a job pretty much all lined up. My impatience is already getting the best of me and I still have one more semester of classes to push through. In the coming months I have to get my portfolio all in order to submit to ASU to apply for their graduate program. I meet their qualifications but there is still the whole application process to go through. I have to do my best to keep myself from doing anything stupid like falling in love or anything else that might keep me from going. Moving is a huge opportunity and I don't want to fuck that up.
I have a new laptop and while I say this all the time; maybe now I'll be able to blog and write more often. But who knows?
Twenty minutes ago I finished the toughest semester in my college career and I couldn't feel better. I now have six weeks of vacation before the start of my last semester and no idea how to spend the time.
Over a month from my last post and that's all I have for you...
I've checked out. Three more months until I leave and I've already stopped caring about most of this shit around here. To most of my friends I appear as an asshole which is probably true. I go to bed when the sun goes down. I keep my door close both literally and figuratively. I couldn't care less about what my friends think of me anymore and its liberating .
