Concert Wednesday, and some heavy thoughts.
Matthew Nathanson’s concert is tomorrow. Lance and I are driving to Boulder to attend the show with pretty much the group that was formally known as The Other Side of Even. (This adventure includes Kevin B, Adam S, and James B.)
I haven’t posted much. I have thoughts, I am a deep-thinker. (I hope.) I just can summarize to buttons pressed on a keyboard. The group of kids that keep appearing in my evening activities and such are not what I would have picked. I know this isn’t Gym Basketball (like today) where I get to pick the team (I didn’t get to pick the team in today, but someone did!) The kids I speak of seem to be a louche gang at Mines. (Louce may or may not have been the word of the day at Dictionary.com)
I am about half way though the book Blue Like Jazz. It was a freebie from some group at the beginning of the year. I was talking to Chris at some lunch that he allowed my company, when I got him talking he said he really enjoyed reading. When I quarried him of good reads, he mentioned this book. How convenient. The book pushed me to be a deep thinker towards many things. I am not going to push or be (more) frustrated by my surroundings but am going to work on my patience. I don’t JUST hate dumb people. *grin*
I knew Mines was a small school when I chose to sign up so late in the summer. I just forgot I should have taken the statistics and divided it by two. I say half the freshman class doesn’t leave their dorm room except to eat and attend classes. (They don’t even seem to do that when Halo 2 gets released.)
I am still attempting to be outgoing, but it drains me, and the net gain of such is lower than other times. Don’t ask me what that means.
I am not smarter than 80% of the graduating kids from Columbine. I just know how to use a computer, and somehow get a little more motivation than others. That sucks, nothing at Mine’s has let me be a computer nerd. It is just taking time from what I love.
I don’t like groups of people. I love deep conversations. I think that is why I hate groups. When was the last time you had a good conversation with a group? I want to hear other people’s perspective, but people seem to fear being alone with someone else; or themselves!
I am glad technology is here to keep my change to college not that frightening. Many of my friends have mastered the art of keyboarding, with the input directed at a IM. I do miss my friends from yesterday. Everyone here seems to have walls back up, maybe I need to go find the walls I lost a few years ago to fit in.
November 18th, 2004 at Nov 18, 04 | 3:14 am
Am I in the louce gang? I live with three people that fit the description. What was your reason for coming to this school? Do you think you are fufilling God’s will? You do not seem as happy as when I first met ya.
November 18th, 2004 at Nov 18, 04 | 3:14 am
Am I in the louce gang? I live with three people that fit the description. What was your reason for coming to this school? Do you think you are fufilling God’s will? You do not seem as happy as when I first met ya.
November 19th, 2004 at Nov 19, 04 | 9:17 pm
You can choose to be. Label yourself as you wish, or be yourself. I don’t know you well, are you louce? Is that who you are when no one is looking?
I came to this school, because… good question. I didn’t want to go to a large school and recreate high school. Why specifically, *shrug*.
Honestly I haven’t been dwelling on God’s will, perhaps me put me at Mines.
Now about being as happy, I guess that’s a given. I am off the high that I had been on thanks to summer.
November 19th, 2004 at Nov 19, 04 | 9:17 pm
You can choose to be. Label yourself as you wish, or be yourself. I don’t know you well, are you louce? Is that who you are when no one is looking?
I came to this school, because… good question. I didn’t want to go to a large school and recreate high school. Why specifically, *shrug*.
Honestly I haven’t been dwelling on God’s will, perhaps me put me at Mines.
Now about being as happy, I guess that’s a given. I am off the high that I had been on thanks to summer.