I feel so old. I’ve just turned 21 and already my life has reached boring monotony. Youth is wasted on the young and stupid, that’s for sure. I’m not going out and getting trashed, not calling in sick from work because I have a hangover (I’ve never actually HAD a hangover), not skipping class to go to the mall, not blowing off homework to go hang out with friends. Not rented loads of movies and eating junk food all night. Basically, it’s just me, chilling (alone) either watching a movie and patting the cat or doing some crafty thing, alone. Or on the internet, which I vowed to do less of. Not to mention I have lots of work to keep me busy. I never envisioned my university career to be this dull. And that it is, incredibly dull. I can’t wait until December gets here, so I can forget school, forget homework, forget work. Hopefully get to spend time with actual people. Not to mention when Mike is down, I’ll have someone to talk to all the time. My roommate is cool and all but spending every single weekend all alone really sucks. I just can’t wait until the next two years are over. Then I can stop being stifled in this, laden down by crappy things. Also, I don’t think I’ll be committing to as many things next year as I have this year. Sure, it keeps me busy, but I don’t always have the time to get everything done to the best of my ability. Even though I don’t really have anything to do to fill up free time with.

Regardless, I hope that this semester goes by at the speed of light.