September 10th. 2009

Crikey. College is weird. I think I knew going into college that I wasn't going to be much of a college person and two years later this hunch is becoming more and more realized. I just don't make a very good pseudo-adult.

So where is this pessimism coming from? Well, I started tutoring yesterday. I don't feel comfortable jumping to the conclusion that I'm a bad tutor, but I can say I am a very new (unqualified? maybe) tutor. I got all nervous and my voice was cracking, and I just had no idea what was going on. I tutor tomorrow too..BUT THIS TIME IT'S A SUBJECT I ACTUALLY KIND OF KNOW. So, it should be better. Really. It's okay guys.

I've been having quite a decent output of shit lately. Wow that did not sound like what I thought it would. Uh. I've been producing things. That's more..wow. Yeah okay. So first up, I did a short story for creative writing.

http://courageousturnip.deviantart.com/art/way-of-the-coast-of-texas-136603544

We had to focus on a certain setting that made a character uneasy. So, that's mine.

Next, visual arts!






Yeah. So that's my output.

I just started reading the 7th harry potter again. It's the only one that I don't really remember so it's nice to revisit.

Things I regret not bringing to my grandpa's house:

Stapler.
Tape.
Shoes other than converse.
Extra computer ink.

Also it would be nice to have more socks, but that isn't really necessary.

http://w928.wrzuta.pl/sr/f/67h5E53Wc6O/mumford_sons_-_dustbowl_dance.mp3