Aug 21, 2015

My first semester as a Biology major is coming up in about a week, summer break is coming to an end, and I can’t remember the last time I updated this blog. (I know I could easily check, but I don’t feel like doing that.)

Today was my last day at Milton Propane; I’m so glad I don’t have to put up with that anymore! I don’t know if I’ll do it this coming winter and/or next summer; a lot can happen in a year, or even a few months. I’m no stranger to that. The only reason I would do it again is simply because it’s the most I’ve made so far, and I’ve made a good chunk of money there these past three months. I wouldn’t be surprised I’ll get a hefty return around tax season next year because of that.

Luckily I’ve been able to hang out with a few of my friends this summer at least once, and I even got to go the Wisconsin Dells and the Renaissance Fair in Kenosha, WI. I really wish I was able to get to at least one of the furry coffee meetups in Madison; having no driver’s license for most of the summer, having no car, and not wanting to ask my mom if I can go to Madison to “have coffee with a bunch of strangers with a low possibility that someone I know is going too; oh, and they’re all furries.” Frankly, I don’t want to try and explain this ‘furry’ thing with my mom; hell, I still don’t entirely get it. Still, I’m glad I did something this summer in terms of a social life.

However with writing…I feel bad about not doing as much as I’d like. At the beginning of summer, I figured since I most likely wouldn’t find a job, I’d have a ton of time to write. And then I got a full-time, seasonal position at Milton Propane. I think I only worked on one or two stories, still unfinished, and that’s about it. I also wanted to try and read more, because that’s important for a writer. Yet I’ve only read one book so far…I think I have about 15 books on my “want to read” list on Goodreads. Most likely the reasons for this lack of literature are tiredness from my job, getting easily distracted by bumming around on the internet or looking at porn, and a few lapses of angst and depression. I really want to write more, I really do, and it seems like college is a better environment for me to write in.

There are a couple more things that have come up this summer which I would like to talk about, but not now. I’m not so emotionally charged at this point, and I’ve already written and talked with others about these things where I’m not worried about them now (at least a little bit). Don’t be surprised if I post something later that seems more “emotional.”

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