Arik (ariklion) wrote,
Arik
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OMG an actual journal entry? maybe...

School started this week, as it did for a lot of people. I'm only taking three classes, 12 credit hours, but really it's all I take for now. Once I finish the class I'm retaking I should be able to move one, that is if I do better this time, I did pass with a C before, but I don't feel like I'm prepared enough to go on to harder classes. *sigh* Chemistry and Diff Eq seem to be okay atm, but you never know what's gonna happen in the future. The most interesting thing I've seen so far is a policeman on a bike, pulling bike riders over who were riding the dismount zone. I'd never seen it before, then again I never pay too much attention to my surroundings when walking to class. I hate having to go the University Services Center for recitation, it's so freakin far away off campus. I only have ten minutes to go from the chemistry building to there, I think I'll be late everyday. Oh well. First week always sucks, for me.

I miss playing golf, I haven't gotten to play at all this summer. Usually during the summer I'd play almost everyday (of course back then my dad would pay for it), trying to fool myself that if I practiced enough I'd get better. I miss getting up early, standing on the first tee box, getting outside, making the put that happens to go in every once in a million tries. The feeling of "letting the big dog eat" (quote from Tin Cup). I fear that I might have lost all that I worked for over the past ten years, with one summer of no play.

I should really get a part time job...of course finding one for Muke is more important. I so want to find him one, but we haven't had any luck. I worry...

Last Friday we saw The Bourne Supremacy, I liked it, thought it was a pretty good movie. I don't know if Muke did, I mean it did have a car chase scene, he doesn't like those. Oh well.

*goes back in time*

On Wednesday, I had lunch with the fam who were up Greeley, bring some of my sister's stuff back to her apartment. Things actually went smoothely I guess. We didn't talk much about me being gay. My dad wanted to know a little bit about him. And I told him honestly about him and that he was living with me. He really just said he was worried about me being careful and of me getting hurt. Overall, I guess he is taking it fairly well.

That's all for this installment, time for bed, getting up before 10 sucks :p
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