Everyday Annoyances

What am I doing here? I want my own room back! I'm sick of the immaturity and everyday annoyances! Get me out of here!

Empty

It's depressing that this blog and my radio show both have an audience of about 0. I don't blame people though. I probably wouldn't read this blog either. But I would listen to my radio show, because I play some damn good music! I still feel so out-of-sync here. Even at my lacrosse game today, I felt so out of it. I really wish this feeling would go away. I think I might start writing again. As in creative writing. I can't focus. I should be working on my journalism homework. I'm listening to the melancholia station again. I'm excited to watch Cold Case! I have to go get my laundry out of the dryer. I'll try to start writing a story tomorrow if I don't have too much homework or studying. Wow, what an exciting life I have! (Please note the sarcasm)

Life in a Ghost Town

They don't call it a suitcase campus for nothing! This place clears out like the Apocalypse is about to occur. Why did I stay here? To die a slow and painful death of boredom of course! I don't belong here. I've heard other people I know raving about their amazing college experience. Where did I go wrong? I think I played it to safe when I chose to go here. I guess I kind of knew that I wouldn't stay here for long. I've always wanted to go far away for college, so why when I finally came down to the big decision-making process did I buckle and stay close to home? I often wonder what things would have been like if I went to St.Thomas, like I had planned until I saw the tuition costs. Did I make the wrong choice? Well, I'm considering several options for next year. I might do National Student Exchange and study in California, Hawaii, or the Virgin Islands. I've been looking at Arizona State University a lot as well. But why does my curiosity still linger at what might have been? I get this feeling far to often in life. Decision-making skills have never been my strong suit. Why can't life be more straight forward? But one thing is certain, living in a ghost town is really no life at all.