I'm not going to say anything so clichéd as 'A new beginning'....Damn.
Bored, and the bandwagon always looks such a comfy place to lay down.
So I start my blogging at a relatively low point in my life, as far as my life is ever low. I don't even know if I have a girlfriend right now, even less if I'll have one by the end of the week; and one of the most overbearing reasons for that problem is my overbearing workload, which of course hasn't lightened any. I've been avoiding my dissertation meeting with Ross Cameron, because I'm not quite sure how to word the sentence 'I haven't actually done any writing, yet', in a such a way that I don't sound like I'm just not doing this.
Of course, this shit with Helen is actually made even worse, because she's on my mind constantly, now. Had she just backed off a little when I first asked, then I might be able to make some headway.
I'm really going to have to set some time aside to at least get my introduction sorted. It's only 500 or so words; but actually sitting down to do it is something else entirely. I guess I just run away from my problems, just like everybody else.
Ever have one of those days when the world is so shit that you end up hating yourself?
