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| I got engaged recently... and decided I should start an "Adult" blog... not sure why. anyway it's here ... rubyleigh.blogspot.com Enjoy!  | | |
| Events of the day: sighting: Today while bring my laptop to ASK5000, the on campus computer help desk, which is characteristically known for offering more headache than help, I saw it. I was a few places back in line and when I looked a head there was a girl wearing my coat. The navy blue one, with white stripes and red ribbing. It's one of my favorites to wear, and I have considered it highly original, but now I can't. I have been copied, or much worse, I could be mistaken for one who copies. meeting: I have work meetings every other tuesday where I learn, once again how to tutor algebra. Nevermore that I have been tutoring since high school and that I have known algebra since the 7th grade, the meeting is mandatory. It couldn't hurt to learn how to factor one more time. film class: What should be a gainful opportunity to be able to discuss film from many philosophical, sociological viewpoint has elected itself to turn into a single minded hour and a half rant of cursing the current education system, why american are as good as blind, and how we all know nothing about nothing. Apparently this professor sees teaching as an opportunity to bestow his opinion upon us as liberally as possible. Not saying I one hundred percent disagree with every rambling that comes out of his mouth, but I was hoping to learn about film in the very least. | | |
| I am at work wasting the last fifteen minutes of the day as I usually do before I go home. I like coming to work because I feel very productive about my life when I do such a thing, even though I am not always being that productive at work. The act of going to work seems to suffice for it. My dad says (and I believe it conicides with the bible) that "God gave us the gift of work". My parents believe in hard work. I do too, even though I am never working as hard as them. (or at least it appears so by their assesment) Truly, I have been blessed this week. Somethings are that simple. Random Lyric: (it is a long one) Stranger than your sympathy
This is my apology
I'm killing myself from the inside out
And all my fears have pushed you out I wished for things that I don't need
All I wanted
And what I chase won't set me free
All I wanted
And I get scared but I'm not crawling on my knees Oh yeah everything's all wrong yeah
Everything's all wrong yeah
Where the hell did I think I was Stranger than your sympathy
I take these things so I don't feel
I'm killing myself from the inside out
Now my head's been filled with doubt It's hard to lead the life you choose
All I wanted
When all your luck's run out on you
All I wanted
You can't see when all your dreams are coming true Oh yeah it's easy to forget yeah
You choke on the regrets yeah
Who the hell did I think I was Stranger than your sympathy
All these thoughts you stole from me
I'm not sure where I belong
Nowhere's home and I'm all wrong And I wasn't all the things
I tried to make believe I was
And I wouldn't be the one to kneel
Before the dreams I wanted
And all the talk and all the lies
Were all the empty things disguised as me
Yeah stranger than your sympathy, stranger than your sympathy
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| Saturday, I did something stupid, for the twenty fifth thousand time. I am a moron, who revels in my moronic nature.
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| Right now I am sitting in the Math Lab, crunching on cereal, which is basically like eating sugar coated cardboard... strangely good. Perhaps it's the fact that I missed breakfast though. It seems I have recently lost my head. I am admist my senior year of college, and suddenly instead reaching a peak of interest in academics and career... I feel like I am coasting to nowhere known.
I now know what my gf meant when she told me that there was no sense in asking a college senior what she plans to do with her life.
My future? It seems I had this nailed down just a minute ago. Suddenly every decision seems scary and threatening instead of exciting and teeming with possibility. Instead of a million doors opening, some doors are closing. Making a large thud as they slam. MIT Grad School? thud! Internship in Germany? thud! New York Trip? thud! ....
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