Sleepless Night

I meet with my good friend Dima today. While the meeting itself, was nothing new, it sort of got me thinking. Maybe my envy speaks here, since he has a nice house, car, girlfriend and finishes school this semester. I have one more semester to slave through. Yes, Sara was there too.  What got me thinking, is sometimes I feel mature. Other days, like today I feel like nothing more than a 23 year old immature kid. I don’t know how much of my current life I can attribute to luck, conditions or my inactivity.

Needless to say, I did not meet up with Amanda this weekend. Judging by the number of assignments I have and papers she needs to write, I doubt anything will come of my “dating”. Hardly dating, other than a few casual meetings. No other girl currently holds my attention, or seems interested in the slightest. Its not that I feel today, as I used to in the past. Its just that I feel kind of left out.

I can not sleep right now. Too anxious about my assignments. Another 6 due a week type of deal. I can hardly wait for this semester to end, the final assignment submitted. I understand the material well. I just am un-inclined to write the papers.

Better work a bit, before my brain demands sleep.

Return to Blogging? And Life?

Its been a while. I left blogging expecting to find more time for writing. Did not happen though, it seems that deadlines work better for me. I hate deadlines, and I have two of them today, and three of them tomorrow. At least I finished my edits for my scientific article writing class, for tomorrow. I have to thank Amanda for helping me out with those on Friday. And we went to a movie together with some of her friends. The movie was augh… but I enjoy Amanda’s company for some reason.

Anyways, instead of a long back story of what happened since the last time… I will try blogging one day at a time. And maybe work on my old projects too. University is a real drag nowadays. Can’t wait until the semester is over.

I need some sleep… before I get started on those two other assignments. Joy. Maybe when I feel rested and can catch my breath, then I can write about some of the neat writing I am doing nowadays.

But first… sleep… *plop*