Saturday, October 30, 2004

Once Upon a Sleepless Night
Last night I only got 2 hours of sleep. I'm not really tired, but my body is ... feeling strange. Kind of.. achey and sore but... not. I dunno.
It's raining this morning. It's nice. Later sometime today Pim's gonna take me out in the Nissan to see if I can pass his little backroads "test" so I can finally go out driving by myself. If I pass, I might go to the mall today. Or Barnes and Noble, to sit in the café area they have there and just read. Yes, that would be nice. Once I can drive I'll probably be doing that a lot. Then everyone can complain how I'm never home, because it's just always something.
Didn't see much of Natalie on Friday, but at the end of school she gave me a DVD to watch about the Savannah College of Art and Design. I think I'd rather go there than to the University of Cincinatti just because they have smaller class sizes. Small class sizes are important to me, as you should know by now, I'm not much of a people person. You can get a Master in Architecture there, so it has what I need. And if I go there and decide not to be an architect, I still have every other art subject to consider. Everybody else wants me to do something that involved art but ... I don't really want to. I'm not going to waste my artistic inclinement or anything like that but I'd rather use it as a hobby than a career. Truth is, I don't know what I want to do anymore ... Architecture is still what I'm planning to do and will be what I do unless I can find another career and plan it as neatly as this one and still get the benefits I need.
My fingers are sore. They've been kind of sore lately. I don't really have much to say. Life is very uneventful. Except yesterday evening I was arguing with someone I talk to ... somewhat often, about a stupid thing they brought up. I don't know how we got to it, but he's just hell bent that somebody at school has a crush on me. I argue, that's impossible. A: I'm practically invisible, B: I never talk, again I'm invisible, C: There few people you can go to to learn about me because nobody really knows about me and D: I'm just not the type of person people "like". I'm just not. You can't drill that into his head though. Just doesn't sink in. Blah blah blah. Yeah, I think I'm done.

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