so my school is pretty fucking boring. study. study. write papers. study. papers. PROCRASTINATE in between. what a life. visiting m made me realize how sad it is at my school. i told my dad i was bored and that i thought i should join some clubs and make myself busy. he chastised me and said i should've taken more classes. haha. classic. i'm home right now and there's nothing to do... i don't feel like doing anything but sleeping. and my bed is lonely. i miss sleeping next to him. blahh.
i went to the doctor's yesterday to get my h1n1 flu shot. we waited for an hour or so. and i thought about how i hate hospitals - the smell, the ambience, the lighting, the seriousness of it all. i dunno how i'm supposed to be a speech therapist with that. maybe i'll stay in schools and work there instead. or maybe i'll think of a different career path altogether. it's not like i'm in love with my syntax class right now anyway. i'm starting to be on the fence with linguistics prospectives.
my fall break is over. i have to return to school this sunday, and i'm not looking forward to it at all. i have an anthro midterm on the 26th, but other than that, workload should be alright. i used to be so excited about my classes. now, they're just... classes. nothing exciting. i go to class, back to my dorm, do more work. nothing fun ever happens. i dunno why it's so different from m's school. maybe it's the people, maybe it's the ambience. it just seems livelier and more interesting on a daily basis. it's a party school, but they don't even party - and it's stilll fun. they stay up till 4 in the morning doing work, and so do we, but somehow, they do it in this nonchalant, less stressful, it's-just-college mindset. i don't understand.
