Here we find ourselves...
My tenure at LiveJournal lasted for just under 5 years, and so now I think I'm ready to make this switch to Blogger/Blogspot, which, I don't know, feels a little more grown up.
At first, my LiveJournal blog was focused on a lot of swearing, bragging about how I was staying up all night to cram for exams and presentations (something that I still do, although I hate doing it now, and no longer look at as something that makes me "hardcore") and still making decent grades at Trinity, indicating how good or bad the latest cigar with Justin was, making ambiguous statements about a girl named Mandy McClung (who, sophomore year, broke into our Prassel dorm-room - yikes!) who I secretly liked for three years, and finally, more swearing. The last year or so, something obviously changed. I started posting about my religion, others' religions and abortion. To some, this is less interesting than the whole clatter of wanton displays of colorful description about existence at Trinity University; to others, this was more interesting.
I feel like I'm in a very transitory period in my life. I do NOT feel like Houston is my home. I don't feel like I belong here, really. I don't necessarily like being here, nor do I anymore find my work to be interesting. I want to get my PhD and get the heck out of here. To where, and to what, I pray I have the grace to leave up to God, who alone can make my life into something... worthwhile. Okay, two things: 1.) I didn't intend to get emotive or make this some kind of ranting blog entry, and 2.) I'm not depressed like it maybe sounds. But when one doesn't feel any kind of permanence in their life, it must be understandable that a lot of different things become weird in their life. I guess I am truly happy, not because I'm satisfied with my school or social life, but happy that my faith and trust in God seem to have grown in the past 2 years or so, even in this seeming emptiness.
The fact is, my life is considerably less interesting these days. I know and hang out with considerably fewer people on a daily basis these days than back at Trinity. Any given day might see me eating lunch and dinner with a dozen people. These days, I tend to hang out only with my good friend here at school, Eric Howlett. Whether or not this is a healthy thing, who's to say. I'd like to hang out with more people, but it requires quite some effort these days. I no longer have classes, Justin and Matt both live at least 40 miles away, and a lot of the other people here at school, while good and friendly, just don't interest me for whatever reason.
So: don't look now, but I'm almost positive this is going to be the new home of the former the-august.livejournal.com. I really like the fact that I can search my posts with blogspot, although for that luxury I sacrifice the ever-important ability to tell you guys which song I'm listening to as I post. Which I suppose could be remedied by manually entering the information... also, I'm not aware of a third-party or client program for sending updates to the Blogspot servers. We might have to rough it for a while. Overall though, I look forward to another 5 years of posting interesting tripe.
I hope you continue to read this, my monument of feelings, thoughts, desires; toward whatever end nobody knows, for whatever gain anyone is to say, and with whatever predisposition I leave to thee.
At first, my LiveJournal blog was focused on a lot of swearing, bragging about how I was staying up all night to cram for exams and presentations (something that I still do, although I hate doing it now, and no longer look at as something that makes me "hardcore") and still making decent grades at Trinity, indicating how good or bad the latest cigar with Justin was, making ambiguous statements about a girl named Mandy McClung (who, sophomore year, broke into our Prassel dorm-room - yikes!) who I secretly liked for three years, and finally, more swearing. The last year or so, something obviously changed. I started posting about my religion, others' religions and abortion. To some, this is less interesting than the whole clatter of wanton displays of colorful description about existence at Trinity University; to others, this was more interesting.
I feel like I'm in a very transitory period in my life. I do NOT feel like Houston is my home. I don't feel like I belong here, really. I don't necessarily like being here, nor do I anymore find my work to be interesting. I want to get my PhD and get the heck out of here. To where, and to what, I pray I have the grace to leave up to God, who alone can make my life into something... worthwhile. Okay, two things: 1.) I didn't intend to get emotive or make this some kind of ranting blog entry, and 2.) I'm not depressed like it maybe sounds. But when one doesn't feel any kind of permanence in their life, it must be understandable that a lot of different things become weird in their life. I guess I am truly happy, not because I'm satisfied with my school or social life, but happy that my faith and trust in God seem to have grown in the past 2 years or so, even in this seeming emptiness.
The fact is, my life is considerably less interesting these days. I know and hang out with considerably fewer people on a daily basis these days than back at Trinity. Any given day might see me eating lunch and dinner with a dozen people. These days, I tend to hang out only with my good friend here at school, Eric Howlett. Whether or not this is a healthy thing, who's to say. I'd like to hang out with more people, but it requires quite some effort these days. I no longer have classes, Justin and Matt both live at least 40 miles away, and a lot of the other people here at school, while good and friendly, just don't interest me for whatever reason.
So: don't look now, but I'm almost positive this is going to be the new home of the former the-august.livejournal.com. I really like the fact that I can search my posts with blogspot, although for that luxury I sacrifice the ever-important ability to tell you guys which song I'm listening to as I post. Which I suppose could be remedied by manually entering the information... also, I'm not aware of a third-party or client program for sending updates to the Blogspot servers. We might have to rough it for a while. Overall though, I look forward to another 5 years of posting interesting tripe.
I hope you continue to read this, my monument of feelings, thoughts, desires; toward whatever end nobody knows, for whatever gain anyone is to say, and with whatever predisposition I leave to thee.
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