not exactly the WHOLE story. i am attending college, and it's- well to say the least- an adventure. my classes are tough, and it's only been 3 days. i don't understand what the professor is saying, and it's in my native language. i guess that means i'm going to work hard. try my best. strive for understanding what is going on around me. which makes general sense, right? i mean honestly, i chose to go to school and i chose to be in anatomy and biomolecular chemistry, i should do the work, make the grade.
however, there's a catch. i'm lazy. plain and simple. i get on these trips where i feel like i can do anything i want. wether i can cook, or travel the world, or go to nursing school, or run a marathon. then after careful rumination about the subject, i realize it's more of a want, rather than anything, and i put my thought to rest. for example, it might just be a thought that i can do well in anatomy and biomolecular chemistry, but for the time being, lets say it's not. lets say i'm going to succeed and do well and make friends, and maybe even some day, get a boyfriend.
this summer i worked at a camp. my campers were 15 and obsessed with the possibility of me maybe getting a boyfriend! silly right? well they keep pestering me, asking me if i have one yet, and i guess in the back of my mind, i am hoping that in one of these tough classes, i'll find a super cute boy who will just want to teach me everything and we'll hit it off right away and it'll be amazing and we'll get married and have babies.... well that would be, could be what might happen. but i have to go to class and try and that would involve me getting out of my bed. well, maybe tomorrow.
maybe not tomorrow. it's labor day. which i never really understood. but that's a topic for another entry.
