So the days have come and gone with me doing nothing even remotely aiken to writing more pieces, or even getting anything productive in general accomplished. I have work in about an hour, my first day cooking at a diner that pays me just barely above minimum wage. I'm 19 years old and I just recently took the SAT for the first time. I think I did well considering I haven't been in school for over a year.
But still time just drifts by. Finally I think I can get my ass in college, which will be my first real step in getting something real going on in my life. I'm still torn between majors, though medical school is something I've just flatly decided against. Being a doctor would be interesting, but the truly interesting lies in research, which requires a different track, which, to my relief, costs less and takes less time getting somewhere worthwhile. Medicine, neurology, physics, chemistry, mathematics, literature and the arts are all things that interest me and inspire me to accomplish something. But is that my lot in life, to go around being passionate about knowledge, always learning something new but never realy adding anything to the world because I can't make up my god damn mind about anything? It's frustrating, honestly.
Anyway, I must bid you adieu(sp?) for the time being and I hope everyone else's lives are going about more smoothly than my own.