Behold, my triumphant return...

All apologies to Christina for neglecting this shit. I say this as if I'm talking to an audience other than Christina herself. Still, whatever.

The reason for my absence is simple: I have nothing to say. Nothing that wouldn't be more at home in a whiny livejournal post, anyway. But looking at the last few posts... I mean, it looks like my counterpart has sunk to writing weird emo poetry, and maybe if I post something she'll stop.

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Every semester has its theme. Fall 2008 has had been characterized by a complete and total lack of motivation. I'm hoping to stay above a B-average, but I sure am not making it easy for myself.

It's not entirely my fault. In fact, I'm questioning whether it's a bad thing at all. If my goal was to become a doctor or an electrical engineer, college would make a lot of sense. Seeing as all I want to do is write silly little stories and songs, I don't see the point.

Well, the point is that I'm afraid of starving to death. But I do question whether a degree in Anthropology is actually going to make a difference to that end. Even if I decide to continue with Economics, which I no longer want to do... It just doesn't seem like I'd want to do any job where quantitative research ability would be an asset. And the whole "tens of thousands of dollars in debt" thing ain't so hot, either.

Really, what I need to do is drop out and just try living and doing whatever I want. And trust that I'd be able to make ends meet. I've noticed that God, or whatever it is, has a way of making things work out for the best in the end.

There's security in stability, though. And 18-22 year olds of reasonable means are supposed to go to college in our society. So... fuck it. Let's send that tuition money down the drain. Who cares?

If there's one thing college has taught me, it's apathy.