Morning

[angelak]

Another day. Yes, yet another. Thursday, one more day until my usual 3 day weekend. I read everyone's LJ as usual reading friends' updates, and notice all the talk to school. I miss college, but I never once missed highschool. I can't wait to go back to college, as crazy as it sounds. I met my one goal with the Associates degree, and at the end I REALLY was ready to leave. But, now, after a year being gone from college and highschool, I am eager for the chance when I can finance beginning my Bachelor's. But right now, I must stabilize out with Steve and my finances in their own rite.

And the horrible act of making a decision on what major to begin with! I haven't a clue. To continue in my career base it'd be Computer Science, but my true passion lies in English, BUT there's nothing applicable for my work in the English dept, and I refuse to wind up TEACHING, bleh. So, communications might work, Business sounds dry to me. But who am I to know? Anyway. Reading all the highschool ranting made me giggle. And say to myself, "Thank the gods I'm out!"

Another day here with the City. I wonder if and when I should try and find either Kelsi or Travis. It becomes harder and harder to keep any hope at all.... because it's only me with the effort. They don't care. They truly don't. But the other night with Cheryl I felt that gap had disappated. Am I ready to say that their friendship is over? Lianna claims they may not be ready and the fact I mention them is reason that they are still in my life. Well... to me it feels like they'll never be ready. I've been plenty patient, I feel. Things haven't changed in the past, and I doubt they'll change now. They are a lost cause, with living memories of each other and none of me. That's okay. I can live with that. I am not important to them anymore. As much as they had said I was... I am far from it. If I was-- I would be a part of lives, even now. Neh.

Then there is Lianna. Far away. *sighs* Will we ever be close again? Neh. I mean it'll be a long time before she's accessible, if ever. Anyway. Work beckons at the crack of 7:30....

-Angela