It is almost time for another semester at NMC. I have my books, my packet for the week long coarse of Psyh 212, and have begun work on the first chapter. Yesterday when I started it felt so invigorating and exciting! I thought yeah, another semester of bliss, learning and trying to be come someone better. It is a good feeling overall. I like the fact that I am ambitious about school. I just realized tonight thought that when you get tired that ambition really fades. I started working on chapter one yesterday and was going to finish it up tonight which included doing a journal. I started it at seven p.m., but at nine p.m. was still working on it. This felt very self defeating, but I told myself that I want to be sure that I include all the important information, and miss nothing. I want to be pre-pared when I enter this class. Especially since it is a week long coarse with tests. I am glad that the projects we do will be due over the semester and not the one week. That is a nice plus. So I keep pushing on, pursing something better, asking god to help me finish my goal of being more then just a cashier at a clothing store. As many times as I have said your job doesn't make you who you are, I don't think I belive it. Yeah, you can be someone outside of your work, but the world definetly labels you by what job you perform in our society. I wonder how things will ever change, points of views of individuals, how we treat one another, their is a song that describes it great wish I could remember the name the year 2929 I think it is. Sad song, but it could happen.
I do try to look towards the future like the bright sun orbiting the earth, but it can be difficult to see it that way at times.
Right now I am still trying to believe their is a purpose for all this madness. That I do have a place in this world so I can make a difference no matter how I am looked upon in our society, or through my social status by others.
Subdefective Gilmore