I Guess I'll Die Another Day....It's Not My Time to Go

Well it has occured to me that yet another day has flown past. I think it's funny how when you think of something that's so far away, it seems like it will take forever to reach you, and you feel as though nothing is going to happen until you get there. Take for example when I first arrived in college, that was nearly two years ago now, and look where I am now, and I'm thinking that time really is moving too fast. I'm another year older, and I'm currently growing older as I type, and it just makes me think that perhaps we really don't know what we have going for us. I was just outside talking with a good teacher/friend of mine who informed me that she thought it was crazy to declare two major/minors at this school at one time. I told her that the big break was the fact that I'd have two pieces of paper on my wall instead of one, and she simply looked and smiled.

I know that in the back of her mind she was thinking that I'm all talk, and that's what many college students say when their own their way to creating what kind of life they want to live. But in my opinion, why is it so hard for others to accept something that you want to do? What if, in the farthest stretch of the imagination, that I'd actually chose to get my two degrees? Would it be that hard to concieve? Surely not, because plenty others before me have done what I am trying to do and succeeded at it. But then why is it so hard for people to grasp the concept of what I'm trying to do? What if...follow me on this, what if people actually worked for what they wanted and it came true? What if there wasn't all of this polictical and economical shit in the way and what we wanted we worked for and got, and that was the end of it? I grow weary of the concept that what you want will only remain that way, until something supernatural comes to replace it. I'm thinking in terms of a new time. The time of now. But now anyway, before I completely disappear into a starving rant, I got one of my papers back in Brit Lit today.

And got a hundred to my surprise and delight. It's just the first step towards a long and tedious time frame, ending in the A that I want in that course. Jessica is supposed to be coming tonight, so I wonder if I'll get to see her before she vanishes again. And the best part about this is, I get paid tomorrow. Of course, all my money is going to disappear before I'm able to see it, but still it's a lovely thought just the same.

Later.