Another semester has begun
Maybe it's just me, but I'm really getting tired of school. The semester just started today, and I already feel that I want to leave. Don't get me wrong; there's nothing wrong right now. But it just seems like I've been in school way too long, and I've been realizing more and more lately that I really don't feel I'm even in the right field anymore. I really don't think I'm going to be able to do anything that will benefit political science in the long run, unless they are interested in someone who plans to destroy political science as we know it by taking us all in a direction I don't think the discipline really wants to go.

My realization over the break is that I am a writer, not a political scientist. I have really been wasting my time for so many years lately.

I am working for Dr. Kuersten again this semester. I pretty much have everything already taken care of for her class tomorrow. I went ahead and did everything I could think of to make her day go smoothly (at least with this class) so there won't be any necessity for anything else to have to be done. I really hated doing stuff at the last minute last semester because of being uncertain of what needed to be done next. At least this semester I have a pretty good idea of what is supposed to be done.

I think this semester I'm going to find myself a girlfriend. I don't know where. Probably won't be from school. That's never happened for me as they are either way too young (unlike most guys, I'm not after some young 19 year old) or already involved in other relationships or just not interested in any type of relationship. Part of the problem for me is I don't think like other guys, and that sort of puts me into a category where I really can't compete. (one of my side projects this semester is a small film I'm going to work on with some of the members of the Forensics team where I'm part of a reality dating show where all the women are competing to avoid dating me) Either way, I think six years getting over the last relationship is really enough time. It's been so long since I've last dated that I forget which partner is supposed to wear the clown suit.

I've also started writing a few more plays. My intention was to finish The Ameriad, my latest novel, but for some reason I found myself focusing instead on a play I had the idea for some months back called The War Room. Most of my successful plays in the past have been two or three person plays (or one person monologues), but this is the first time I've started writing a 7 person play.

I also found a creative writing contest during a visit to the English Department when I was picking up a key for the lecture hall today. I intend to enter a short story I wrote recently called "Simple Girl." I really wish I could just sit down and finish the Ameriad, as this would be my 12th completed novel. It is so hard to find time to write these days, although I did manage to scratch out another article which will probably be printed in the Herald in a few days (if not tomorrow).

Stumble It!