The Emptiest of Feelings...
... disappointed people clinging on to bottles, and when it comes it's so so disappointing. Let down and hanging around, crushed like a bug in the ground.
You know, I've been thinking a lot lately about the future about, just... a lot of stuff... and the conclusion that I have arrived to: I have no idea why I am here, right now.
I've been thinking about school a lot, my major, for example. I currently am in New College, which is the program here at UA where I can design and integrate different studies to make my own major. My current major in New College is Web and Graphic Design and Photography in Advertising. As I have been thinking about it, I really dont think that it is for me. So i'm currently trying to figure out what it should be now. I was trying to come up with something that would maybe deal with linguistics and other languages.... but oh wait, that's right, I just failed a test and a quiz (on the same day) in my Japanese class. So that's not going to work. I was thinking about dropping New College altogether; I havent really found my niche in there for many reasons. The only problem with dropping is that since I had to be interviewed and had to apply is that I would feel as though all that I did to get in would just be wasted.
I've been praying a lot for God's will to be revealed so that I will know what direction He wants me to go in, but as for now I just feel lost.
The more this uncertainty goes on, the more I want to just stop and take a break from school. It just doesnt seem fair to my parents. My parents have sacrificed a lot for me to go to college, to school in general as it is. I just dont want to be leading them on in any way. So now I dont know if I cant figure out what to do if I should just go back to memphis and study or work there before coming back... or just staying there for good.
Also, I have a hard time figuring out where I stand when it comes to friendship with a lot of people. I've just never been good at that. And well, the thoughts in my head have come to "if I really wasnt here, would it really matter? would they care?"
yeah just me and my depressive thoughts...









