Apparently, I'm Lazy

My sister was saying I'm slacking off with my Live Journal cause I haven't made several posts today. ^_^;; Right, then.
( Filling My Quota )

And that, ladies and Gentlefolk, is my post for the day. Hope you Enjoyed it.

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( Notes )

Confessions

OK, I'm going to say a few things that I've been meaning to say, but I always get to emotional, and that just taints my words.

First, I miss Claire. I miss what we had, and I miss knowing that she cares. It hurts that I don't feel like she wants me around anymore - and if not, that's fine, things change. But it still hurts. For what it's worth, I am making a concious effort to move on (as you might notice from my posts) and I've decided that as much as Claire is a wonderful girl, and is the girl I want, there are some things I need that she can't provide, and I'm sure it's a mutual condition. She still means alot to me, and I'm just afraid I'll lose another friend. ... I'm getting emotional, we move on...

Second, I feel neglected, in general, but I don't want to say so because it sounds too much like I'm feeling sorry for myself. I know you all have your own lives, and I don't expect anything. It's just they you all ARE by dearest friends, and so when I don't get an e-mail, or IMs, or comments from you for a while... ::Shrugs:: I get into a funk. I know I'm not the best at keeping in touch, either, but...

Thirdly, I don't want to make a Judgement on The Collective, Beth, Rae, and Leslie, but I do think that they need more proactive time apart. I think recent events (read: Logan and Teal and such) are a grand step in the right direction. I don't want to see any of you, I donno, get messed up or something. Right, that makes sense.

Additionally, and again I mean not to judge, but I find the situation concerning Paul unbearable. I agree he's an ass, a slacker, a jerk-off, and a complete loser. But that having been said, I don't see any reason for bashing him or even nessisarily letting him get under your skin. So what if he's rude, that's his own problem, and it shall be his downfall if not corrected. But in a way, I can't help but see everything I hated in 4th and 5th grade embodied in the attacks my friends make on him - behind his back perhaps even worse than to his face - and I don't like seeing my friends in that position. I just think there's a better way to handle the situation, somewhere.

Thanks, this has really helped me out, I think. I need just to be more honest about myself and my feelings, maybe. You all are my dearest friends, and I miss you. ^_^;;

I go now, before I get fluffy.

Rat Race

Today was a small taste of the hell I lived last year.
Well, OK, last year wasn't really hell.
But today came close.

I woke up to my alarm at 9:15, but was so tired I just kinda rolled around and hit Snooze until 9:30. Finally got up and showered, and that kinda woke me up. but today was going to be hectic - I had class from 10:35 until 11:50, work at 12:00 until 3:00, and class again at 3:10 until 4:25. O.o I was leaving the room in the morning and not getting back until late afternoon for the first time all year.

So after frantically searching for my work ID and name-tag, I stuffed my uniform shirt in my bag and trecked off to Philosophy. Today was cool cause we started discussing Locke's Natural Law Theory, and got in another debate on wether or not there's objective right and wrong - not for everything, nessisarily, but for somethings. needless to say, we all know what side I was on here, but it was rather disheartening (if not wholly surprising) how many were of the opposing opinion. One guy did make the interesting comment that, regardless of what we say, we can't really sepparate ourselves from our own upbringing.

I trudged off from there to JP2, and actually made it in 10min (though my calves were burning) and changed my shirt after clocking in. Sadly, they didn't have anything for me to do. I was there for relief from 12-3, but I only relieved one person for lunch - that's all they needed. There were NO visitors there, and a group of us ended up just chatting in the Art Gallery for a couple hours.
As for that, it's the first time I've been up there with the new exibit - a series of paintings of cities in Italy, done with a modern style. Now then, i'm not so much one for Modern Art, personally, though his paintings were more tasteful than most Modern Art in that it actually represented something other than raw emotion or idea. Additionally, I can kind of see the general appeal that his paintings might have to certain persons.
I would still much rather see a nicely done landscape. But then, we know i'm a traditional guy.

From there I trekked back to my 3:00 class, which was grand cause we started talking about Gothic liturature. ^__^ Doom and gloom and foreboding, mystery and the supernatural, I'm so stoked you don't even know. Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came and Clarabelle are the two poems we read for today, and for Thursday we have a couple short stories. ^__^ I'm gonna like this muchly, I think.

And I'm thinking that's about it. Got back here and then went to have dinner by myself at North. I'm ready to just collapse on my bed, but I think I might read some - weather for Fantasy Lit or just those books Claire let me borrow, I don't know yet. Also got my money transferred around, and my check cleared, so now all I have to do is pay my Credit Card off. I also want to see if Jack's around, and see if he got me that donut...