Yes. That is the perfect way to open up a blog– with an open admission that, yes, I am bad at blogging. In fact, I’m not just bad, I’m downright shoddy. Why? Because I feel like no one in particular gives a shit about my life. That and the fact that I really like instant feedback when I’m trying to tell someone about my day, so it’s hard for me to write something down and get 0 comments, constantly.

But the reason I’m opening this blog (besides the fact that I got a free domain from 1and1.com) is because I want to change that. I want to be able to sit down and write in a box about how my day was… and not care whether someone reads it or not.

Anyway, I think this is a good time in my life to start such a venture. Going into college is an experience that begs to be chronicled. And in the spirit of actually writing something instead of posting filler, I’m going to write about how that has gone so far:

Shitty.

I’m really stressed out about my financial aid situation. Since I plan to be a full time student, I don’t have a job. This was suggested to me by the teachers, actually. “For every hour you spend in class, expect to spend two hours at home studying.” Because I’m taking twelve credit hours, this means I’ll actually be spending twenty four per week studying. School is definitely a full time job when you’re spending, total, thirty six hours on it.

I think it’s bullshit that they try to say an Associate Degree’s at this college (Kalamazoo Valley Community College) takes two years, though. I checked, and my classes aren’t even held in the summer. Which means it’ll take me closer to three or four, unless I want to ramp my credit hours up to 20, which is something I probably just can’t handle. At least that means I can take classes I’m actually interested in during summer. I really want to take guitar class. I bought a Ride the Lightning guitar book thinking that Gin was going to take guitar classes, but that fell through, and now I really want to learn them, myself.

I probably would just be playing Metallica covers and posting them on youtube, but I’m not much of a creator, myself. Despite what people may think, I’m not creative at all.

I think… I don’t really know what I want to do with my life. Well, I’m majoring in Computer Technical Support, but there are so many avenues after that. And even now, I haven’t found something I’m truly good at. I haven’t really found my niche. I think a lot of 20-somethings are the same way as me. My hobbies come and go, there has yet to be any hobby that draws me in and makes me go ‘I don’t think I’ll ever stop liking this’. Metallica has lasted awhile, but even things that used to interest me a lot (jpop, etc) just sort of bore me now.

I guess I’m being more honest with myself these days. I’m not trying to put up a pretense– if I’m done liking something, I’m done.

Anyway, it feels like this post is scattered. Hopefully it has some semblance of flow and not just rambling?! I think it does.