It is so miserable out today.
Besides the weather, it’s been up and down. I’ve gone from being nothing but happy to worrying and stressing about the studio. I need to just buckle down and do econ, because I’m not getting anything done this weekend, but I probably wont.
I’d love to just talk, yeah to you.
lately tumblr has been my place to rant and vent
about the misfortunes and missteps in my life. I’m going to change that. I’ve got so many awesome things going on, that I shouldn’t let things bog me down.
- I just planned and hosted the CitrusTV Alumni Banquet, which went off without a hitch.
- I spent a week in Las Vegas, at NAB Show, paid for by everyone but me.
- There’s a week and a half left of classes.
- I’m working for NBC during THE FREAKING OLYMPICS this summer.
- I’m (mostly) healthy.
- I’m finally making a little money.
- My birthday is in a week (that’s the first time I even realized that)
Hopeless romantic or not, there’s plenty of positives to outweigh a quiet love life that I barely have time for anyway. I’m hard on myself, but that should be turned into a positive where I get better - not a negative that keeps me in a rut.
So, here’s to the almost-end of a mind-blowing sophomore year. I could never have imagined it’d happen like this.
Off to NAB Show 2012!
And, I have my Watergate.
Tomorrow will be a fun day to answer questions.
Overhearing all of the fight threats
from frat row. Typical night, back home alone. I tried, but no one seems to care much anymore.
Brigid* was lovely to meet. I hope I see her again.
…that guy better leave, these frat bros really don’t want him around anymore.
My hair is getting long and this picture makes it look like a combover. Yes, it is a Star Wars shirt. Today was probably the least-stressful school day I’ve had since November. It’s nice. Things are nice. I’m pretty content with where I am, and people complimenting me on my ambition, more than I’d ever give myself credit for, makes me feel good.
Sigh.
This week has been tough. At school I’ve been so distracted with work that I’ve barely focused on my love life (or lack thereof.) It’s been fine, I’ve been running all day from morning ‘til night and I’ve been super productive. I’ve accomplished more in the past three weeks then I have in years. I’m so proud of all I’ve done.
Cue spring break. Not spent on an exotic beach hitting on woo-girls, not spent on vacation with friends, partying, or drinking the night away. Spent at home, with nothing to do. The same as last year, the same plan that I swore I’d never repeat.
Here I am.
Not being productive at all. Focusing on all the love I don’t have, with people who aren’t giving me chances. I realize society is fucked, but it still shouldn’t be taboo for me to want to take you to dinner. I know we haven’t hooked up, I know I don’t know you all that well. That’s the point. I want to get to know you. I just want to be wanted, want to feel a spark. If I can’t have that, it’s steak and BJ day today. I’ve had neither. Can’t a college guy get something meaningless? I like to fancy myself a step above an ogre. Loneliness doesn’t help that battle.
So I’m sitting here, accomplishing nothing. Multiple times this week I’ve had to stand up and walk around, stretch, because I’ve been so antsy - so unsettled.
Tomorrow I’m doing work, and a lot of it. I’m keeping myself busy all day. Hopefully Cuse can help me stay inspired by beating UNC Ashville. We’ll see what tomorrow brings, but the past few have been a challenge.
If there’s a girl out there
who wants to come and cuddle and put up with obnoxious amounts of cheek and neck and forehead kisses, I’ve spent the past hour eating wings and watching HIMYM.
Naturally I’m very lonely and lovesick.
I got kind of fancied up today. I enjoyed it.
