I'm craving Dariy Queen. I was sitting in my Human Species lecture hall waiting to fail a test when all of a sudden a wave of need for a medium cone double-dipped butterscotch twist ice cream randomly came over me. So now...after I have just finished a plate of leftover pasta and a glass of raspberry iced tea...I'm still craving it and will probably venture into lands (and roads) unknown in order to find a DQ so I can be satisfied right after I take my Internet Software Design (ISD) midterm, which I don't predict a nice grade from. Oh happy day.
I'm a-gonna hafta write some weird memo stating why I was not at ROTC this morning probably and turn it in to my instructor. The real reason is just that I could honestly not get myself out of bed when the alarm went off...I didn't want to at all...had no motivation, which is different for me I guess. I know its not a good thing...but I've been skipping alot of classes lately. I do have one good reason though...this past week I've been on and off feeling sick and feverish...I blame the dirty air filter in my apartment that I changed yesterday. I feel better, yes. But overall...there's no point in going to my American Government class because I know most of it anyway and if I just show up for review sessions I can ace the exams. Human Species is the same...he puts all his powerpoints and test reviews online so all I have to do is go over those and look up things I don't know in the book, the man has such a monotone voice...he puts me to sleep.
I do like Photography only its getting discouraging because of how much money I have to keep shoveling into buying supplies when I need that money more for food, gas and bills. And I just think ISD is a dumb class for any Digital Media major to take...mostly because there isn't a book and according to Vick (professor) the whole thing is just a prototype class for a new thing they're trying to transition to for next year....that and apparently I was supposed to know some weird math-related stuff like algorithms to be able to do some of the assignments he gives...and if anyone knows me they know how I feel about math.
I'm not looking for pity from anyone by saying all this. My life is not crap or worthless to me and I'm not friendless or very alone. I don't pity myself or think I'm the only one in the world with troubles, because I'm not and that's obvious. There are many more people in worse conditions than I am and I'm grateful for the life I have. In a deep sense I am happy. I just have to find my purpose in life. 