Complaining about it on my blag

Surprisingly, what made me want to have a blag was Randall Munroe and his incessant talk of the blogosphere. I've had numerous blogs in the past, but none of them lasted very long, because no one read it. I was also 13 and younger. I suppose it's not about that though. I don't really want to think about what it IS though, because I have a hunch I'll be disappointed.

So far, this year is shit. Sophmore year has been my WORST year of school. Ever. I've never really hated school until this year and it pisses me off. I used to like going there. But this year, I have low eighties in almost every class, except two. One, a mid ninety, the other, just above failing.

I find it so hard to motivate myself to do anything. Right now I'm procrastinating an overdue correction of a midterm paper, by writing a fucking blog!

And now I broke my collar bone, and that makes everything SO much better! I can't even go to Caffe Lena now! The one place I love to go to ever weekend, I can't go to. Well, I can, I just can't work. It's just that, I have nothing going for me in life anymore. No good grades, no girfriend, no money...

I'm slowly regaining the ability to motivate myself. I see more writing in the future. Hopefully.

~Lewis Siragusa