So I haven't been blogging, and I know why. My lovely friend Anna bought me a journal for Christmas and honestly, it's been consuming whatever discombobulated thoughts enter my mind and getting fat off of the chaos that regularly invades my brain. A lot of it is way too unorganized to put here, and that's okay. I've been really into it because it's also an outlet for me to put my drawings and doodles in. Lately, I've been illustrating more for the New University and it makes me genuinely happy to see it in print and having people tell me they enjoy them. Maybe I'll start posting them here?
Continuing from where I left off some odd two months ago is kind of interesting to me. In retrospect, I'm not sure how I've been surviving this quarter. It started off fantastic. This is the one quarter in all my years attending university that I felt genuinely excited to be in class (first year doesn't count because I think most of the "excitement" was fear). Whether or not that initial glee was perfect dosage of caffeination or the actual content of the class is debatable because that excitement lasted maybe three weeks. There has been so much happening outside of lecture that makes me feel not exactly happy, but just the right amount of uncomfortable. So many good things happened, and so many not so good things happened. I'm more worried than ever about leaving my bubble of undergradness and trying to not suck as an adult in the real world. Thooooough, maybe nothing actually matters because our perception of reality is wrong and everything is a product of our consciousness keeping us all from actually seeing truth (taking a class with Donald Hoffman and it's my favorite class and he's giving a TED talk next month or so -fangirling-).
Oh and I turned twenty-two sometime around the beginning of this month and was embarrassing in public. But I didn't sing the damn Tswizzle song. I've also been using my instax camera a bit more. It's nice to have photos on your computer and phone and all, but physical print and paper make me happy in ways I can't explain.
Continuing from where I left off some odd two months ago is kind of interesting to me. In retrospect, I'm not sure how I've been surviving this quarter. It started off fantastic. This is the one quarter in all my years attending university that I felt genuinely excited to be in class (first year doesn't count because I think most of the "excitement" was fear). Whether or not that initial glee was perfect dosage of caffeination or the actual content of the class is debatable because that excitement lasted maybe three weeks. There has been so much happening outside of lecture that makes me feel not exactly happy, but just the right amount of uncomfortable. So many good things happened, and so many not so good things happened. I'm more worried than ever about leaving my bubble of undergradness and trying to not suck as an adult in the real world. Thooooough, maybe nothing actually matters because our perception of reality is wrong and everything is a product of our consciousness keeping us all from actually seeing truth (taking a class with Donald Hoffman and it's my favorite class and he's giving a TED talk next month or so -fangirling-).
Oh and I turned twenty-two sometime around the beginning of this month and was embarrassing in public. But I didn't sing the damn Tswizzle song. I've also been using my instax camera a bit more. It's nice to have photos on your computer and phone and all, but physical print and paper make me happy in ways I can't explain.
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