I hope you all overdose on the wonerfulness that is...Jacoba Queenie!

Friday, January 20, 2006

Pointless

Wow. I am a horrible internet-er! I make all these things and never update them. It's so pointless. I do try. I really do.

I was just visting my friends blogs and journals and when I got to Sam's...Nhema, that is...I realized that she had linked me. ME! I feel honored. I'm a dork, I know, but I felt so damn special to see my name there. Although a name only I would recognize as my own, mine none the less.

I was so honored in fact, that I had to post about it. Sad, isn't it.

It made me realize how horrible I am at keeping in touch with people who matter to me. It's not that I think your umimportant and I haven't forgotten about you. I'm just pathetically procrastinatory - i really enjoy making new words - and never get around to sending a message or commenting. I should really work on that.

I love you Sammykins...I really do. I miss you. Your name comes up a lot in conversation. In fact, just the other day I was talking about how there would never be another you. I was referring to the fact that the campus is now devoid of Migsys of Sammykins and should, at this point, be devoid of any Jazs. The new kids can't compare, nor do I look for them to.

I wish we talked more. I want to know what's going on with you. I should probably be saying this to you, or at the least, putting it on your blog. But since no one reads my blog anyway, I'll use it as a journal and just rant.

I'm recovering. From the total breakdown that I had last semester. My new position as editor of The South Georgian is making things better. I get to channel my energy and creativity and time into a constructive outlet. I get results that way. I should actually be gone already, I know this, but since I'm not I might as well make the best of my time.

I hope I can do as good of a job as those before me, one in particular, and I think that I am doing a decent job. I'm trying, I'm learning, I'm challenging myself. That has to count for something.

Well, I shouldn't ramble, but it's late and I like to ramble at times like this. Too bad I don't really have anything else to say. So, ciao.

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