I do believe I am suffering from cabin fever. Which is weird since I’ve been out of the house a lot in the last few weeks but still I feel agitated and caged in. In all honesty I think it’s because I was so use to campus life. If I felt like going for a walk, ping Jess an IM ask her to come with me and off we would go. Or I would go by myself. If I got tired of my cell block of a room I would leave and find another place to occupy. For as much as I complained about campus life…it was much easier for me to be me. If that makes sense.
I worked some more on my personal statement and I’m at such a lost. Gah! It’s so frustrating…I have nearly a page and I’m like have I actually said anything? Most of what I wrote came to me during a massive brain freeze I got from eating ice-cream. Never trust brain-freeze induced epiphanies. Or maybe I should say write down these epiphanies in full while you’re having said brain-freeze.
I finally told my dad about the lack of me having a job, I had to write to him via email because no one actually knows where he is. We all have a guess, but he hasn’t told his. His foolish pride wont let him I’m sure. But he has access to the internet, so I’m thinking my grandparents place. So I should expect an email response when I wake up…if I go to sleep today.
I’m head off to look at the screen of the telly or something.
B.J.
Bianco Jade