a real post is coming...

...sometime.

Loyola is trying to kick my ass. But I won't let it.

In other words, school is my life. For now. Well, actually, considering my chosen field of study, it will always be my life. Just...not always the life of a student. (And although I love school, I feel more and more ready to end the student phase and begin the "real adult" phase. Like having some kind of a real job. Of course, what have I been doing lately but contemplating a Ph.D.? And where, once I begin a job or a Ph.D. program, WILL MY MUSIC FIT IN???? Do I even know what the hell I'm doing? Gah. This is not the time to be doubting my choices.)

I have been doing non-school related things on the weekends...with the consequence being "crap, I should have finished this or that first..."...etc. My rationalization for this weekend was that the chosen activities had been planned for serveral weeks, tickets had been purchased...you get the idea. And anyway, if all I did was schoolwork every second, I would go insane.

Also, I have not been keeping up with people as much as I'd like to. There are a number of my friends out there who I need to call or email, either because we haven't communicated in a long time and I'd like to catch up, or because they have recently contacted me and I haven't yet been able to sit down and give a decent, worthwhile reply. Or we've been talking, but I feel as if I'm not giving enough attention to the conversation because I'm simultaneously working on something else, or really don't have the time to talk but talk anyway, resulting in sparse comments from me, and then I just feel bad.

Consequently, I feel like an ass.

Blah. I'm going to bed.

I feel the need to profusely apologize for this post.

*fights urge to turn post into a fucking therapy session, which was not the intended purpose of this blog*

Anyway. This was nothing more than stupid and needless complaining on my part.

The next post should actually be interesting.