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I've been really kind of out of it and semi depressed lately. I don't know why either. I've been kind of worried about classes, but can't bring myself to actually do the work for them. It's not good. I mean, I'm actually doing ok (from an academic standpoint). My current GPA is a 2.8, and I'm doing about that in my classes now. That's not bad - not great, but fairly average. However, it's not good enough! I need a 3.0 to keep my scholarship (which accounts for about half of my tuition). I hate stuff like that.
The other day, my roomie told me that one of my good female friends was interested in me as something more. I had kind of gotten that impression from her indirectly, but he just confirmed it. I don't know how I feel about that. I really value our friendship as it is, and I'm afraid that if we date, and things go sour, things will really go to shit in a huge way. I don't want that - many of our friends are similar, we are in a few classes together, we live across the hall from each other, and it's good. I'm not really interested in a relationship with her, but I don't know how to tell her that. Ugh. There is also another girl (another of both of our friends) who I think is interested in me, that again, I don't know how I feel about. I hate situations like this. Why can't things ever be clear?
This past weekend was super stressful. The frats at my school had been on probation for the whole year, and the weekend was when they got their special use permits back (allowing them to have parties). So, of course, my roomie is like "We have to go." One of our friends had a prospective student who was in the overnight program, and brought him along. We played a few games of caffeine pong (which I did pretty well in), and then headed down to one of the frats. After a bit there, the friend with the prospie went to a pizza place downtown, and we headed out shortly thereafter. We came back to my room, and hung out for a bit, and then I went to the lounge on my floor to hang out with a few friends. At 3 (in the morning), my roommate comes into the lounge, freaking out. Apparently, he had fallen asleep on the floor, and been woken up by two security guards and two RA's screaming at him about someone in the hospital, and that they knew he had alcohol, and where was it. Of course, it was sitting right on his dresser. That was good. Luckily, I didn't get in any trouble (since I wasn't in the room). The story came out later - the friend with the overnighter had gone to the pizza place, and apparently some kids from another college had started a fight and beaten up the prospective student (broken nose, later found out possible broken collarbone and ribs). When they were being questioned, the prospective mentioned our room and having shots of rum there. Thus, the security at 3 in the morning. This was Friday night. The rest of the weekend was pretty much spent in recovery.
In other news, one of other friends here found out that I played Magic:The Gathering (geeky card game), and was like "We should totally play!" So we both brought cards back, and have been building decks and getting back into that. I'd forgotten how much fun it is! Strategy, violence, creativity, and social activity all in one. It's wonderful! I also got the game Warhammer 40,000: Dawn of War for my computer. That's awesome - good graphics, good play, overall a wonderful time. However, both of these prevent me from doing my homework as well. Shit. Oh, well. It'll all work out - I think if I dedicate a weekend or so to actually getting work done, I can pull out of the downward spiral I'm on (or at least level myself out). The trick is the "actually getting work done" clause. Hahha!
That's all for now!
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I've been really kind of out of it and semi depressed lately. I don't know why either. I've been kind of worried about classes, but can't bring myself to actually do the work for them. It's not good. I mean, I'm actually doing ok (from an academic standpoint). My current GPA is a 2.8, and I'm doing about that in my classes now. That's not bad - not great, but fairly average. However, it's not good enough! I need a 3.0 to keep my scholarship (which accounts for about half of my tuition). I hate stuff like that.
The other day, my roomie told me that one of my good female friends was interested in me as something more. I had kind of gotten that impression from her indirectly, but he just confirmed it. I don't know how I feel about that. I really value our friendship as it is, and I'm afraid that if we date, and things go sour, things will really go to shit in a huge way. I don't want that - many of our friends are similar, we are in a few classes together, we live across the hall from each other, and it's good. I'm not really interested in a relationship with her, but I don't know how to tell her that. Ugh. There is also another girl (another of both of our friends) who I think is interested in me, that again, I don't know how I feel about. I hate situations like this. Why can't things ever be clear?
This past weekend was super stressful. The frats at my school had been on probation for the whole year, and the weekend was when they got their special use permits back (allowing them to have parties). So, of course, my roomie is like "We have to go." One of our friends had a prospective student who was in the overnight program, and brought him along. We played a few games of caffeine pong (which I did pretty well in), and then headed down to one of the frats. After a bit there, the friend with the prospie went to a pizza place downtown, and we headed out shortly thereafter. We came back to my room, and hung out for a bit, and then I went to the lounge on my floor to hang out with a few friends. At 3 (in the morning), my roommate comes into the lounge, freaking out. Apparently, he had fallen asleep on the floor, and been woken up by two security guards and two RA's screaming at him about someone in the hospital, and that they knew he had alcohol, and where was it. Of course, it was sitting right on his dresser. That was good. Luckily, I didn't get in any trouble (since I wasn't in the room). The story came out later - the friend with the overnighter had gone to the pizza place, and apparently some kids from another college had started a fight and beaten up the prospective student (broken nose, later found out possible broken collarbone and ribs). When they were being questioned, the prospective mentioned our room and having shots of rum there. Thus, the security at 3 in the morning. This was Friday night. The rest of the weekend was pretty much spent in recovery.
In other news, one of other friends here found out that I played Magic:The Gathering (geeky card game), and was like "We should totally play!" So we both brought cards back, and have been building decks and getting back into that. I'd forgotten how much fun it is! Strategy, violence, creativity, and social activity all in one. It's wonderful! I also got the game Warhammer 40,000: Dawn of War for my computer. That's awesome - good graphics, good play, overall a wonderful time. However, both of these prevent me from doing my homework as well. Shit. Oh, well. It'll all work out - I think if I dedicate a weekend or so to actually getting work done, I can pull out of the downward spiral I'm on (or at least level myself out). The trick is the "actually getting work done" clause. Hahha!
That's all for now!
~^~
posted by The Wookie | 12:21 PM
1 Comments:
Yeh i hate the thought of knowing you "have to do work" it is dead stressful.
I don't blame you for not wanting an r.ship - maybe something short term? Or just tell her you not ready for anything just yet. It's never easy - women are complicated ! ha ha
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