... too quiet. Most everybody is gone for the summer. Only a handful stuck around for the summer. Most of them I don't really know. Of course, there's Brandon and Kat, but they tend to drift off into their own little world, even when their with me. Still, if they weren't here, I'd probably go crazy. It's probably pointless to say, but I miss everybody. It's starting to bring me down again, even though I am fighting to not let it. If anybody actually reads this, talk to me sometime. I'd really appreciate it.
Speaking of missing folks, I really miss Grandpa. My mother's dad passed away on February 13th, 2010. It was a Saturday morning, and I remember getting the news walking to work. Later that night I had plans to go O'Malley's, a local Irish brewpub. I stuck to those plans, and had my own personal wake for Grandpa. They didn't even have a funeral for him, so there wasn't a reason for me to go home. A funeral might have helped though, because I still hurt and get choked up thinking about him. Funerals give closure, and allow us to say one last goodbye. May he rest in peace.
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Classes started up on Wednesday morning. Already they are off to a fast start. There seems to be more reading in the two classes I'm taking over the summer than in most of the classes I had last semester! Although so far it isn't impossible. I'm taking business ethics and history of Jazz. The Jazz class is really interesting so far, while the ethics class is a lot of stuff I've heard before. The really irritating part is that the classes start at 8am in the morning, five days a week. I do not like 8am classes.
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I have so much I want to say, but no idea how to put it in words.
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There's a certain girl attending school here at BC, and I think I may have fallen for her (in spite of my head telling my heart to cool it because it'll only hurt later). The problem is, however, that she probably doesn't have the same feelings for me. She's not here for the summer, although if she was, it probably wouldn't make a difference. She's a great girl, and way out of my class. Then again, most girls are. I just wish I knew what she was thinking or feeling so I would have an idea of what to do. As it is, I have no idea, and even less hope.
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Hope. That's an interesting word. One of the three theological virtues. Probably the one I lack the most. I tend to despair a lot. Dreams and schemes seem to be something for everybody else, but not for me. Whether it is trying to make plans for lunch or for ten years down the road, it just doesn't seem to work. In the words of Mitch Hedberg: "I'm sick of following my dreams. I'm jut gonna ask where their goin, and hook up with them later."
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On a bit of a lighter note, I might start doing reviews of different foods and drinks. I'm not a culinary expert even in a long shot, but I do like food. It' might be fun.
Sent to me by a friend.