EPTAnyways ill try to start summing up my first semester of university.
I came here at the end of July. God it was a hot summer. Hot and good. Two months camping on a small island ive never explored before. It was relaxing. fires and new neighbors every day, occasional drunkenness and a life of quiet contemplation with my two best friends. Id come here after a couple months slinging pizzas in my hometown, an occupation i now recall as "the best" . An oil economy means highly ridiculous money for a delivery guy. Anyways i had some money to blow. Alcohol, tattoo, and inexpensive meat.
I had a chance to explore the island a bit, see a few towns. i went to a music festival called "woods talk" and heard some weird proggy electronic stuff, which was really cool. i also got really baked there and met a girl who would end up being my "its complicated" (we'l call her X; around this time i also ended up going off the FB grid, incidentally) of course i didn't know that at the time. So eventually we ran out of money, moved into town, got student loans and started schooling. Having budgeted the bare minimum for rent and electricity, I blew much of the governments money on guitars, an amp, magic cards, and other awesome things.
i got my first guitar for 30 bucks at a pawn shop called most wanted during my first few days on the island. id been playing sparsely at home, but it was summer and i had a lot of time on my hands, so i went from knowing 4 chords to becoming reasonably familiar with the instrument by the time i was actually in school. i promised myself that when i was worthy and i could appreciate the quality, id buy myself a NICE instrument that i could play for the next few years.
Anyways, time went on and school dragged along. i was loving philosophy and kinda disliking my major, sociology and anthropology, though they were still interesting to me. I , having no other friends other than the two i came with, often went for walks, looking for naturey places in which to think and write. i wasn't transitioning well to city life and i felt imprisoned, so i started visiting a herd of horses the university keeps for the vet program ever few days. getting to know them was nice
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Around the middle of the semester we (me and my 2 roommates) finally started making friends. i had my second encounter with X, and met her friends/roommates, whom i would soon become friends with, and also met a good amount of students like me by going to the campus bar and being part of the gaming society.( there is actually a really active MTG community here. who knew?) Many a drunken dorm party and barcraft ensued, much to my delight.
i should probably describe X for you guys at some point. Shes a total hippy. multicolored dredlocks(green and purple), big eyes, laughs easily.She has a crazy sense of humor,a sharp intellect and has more fun then anyone i know outside of my immediate family. which was a HUUUUUGE relief. my friends are fun, but when we are together for a long period most of our fun is intellectual and strategy oriented, and lighter stuff doesn't have as much of a place. it was awesome to have that kind of humor in my life again.
Anyways i started spending a lot of time with her. interestingly (this had never happened to me before) we developed a physical relationship first, and slowly became closer and closer afterwards.(Because of this there was a weird situation where X's roommate, wanted to 'share' me, but X wouldn't have any of that. kinda put me on the spot for a while but the roommate got over it, mercifully) kinda backasswards. Through X i met a lot of fun people and my first semester became pretty awesome, because i had a variety of people to interact with on a day to day basis. I also met some other musicians through her, which was pretty cool.
i DID start smoking a lot more weed though.
Now i dont know what came first. I guess i was losing motivation for school because i was beginning to stress about midterms and homesickness, (midterms=less nature walks=more home sickness) and i began to spend alot of time out on my own in the city, with my guitar and a joint, usually. As a result, i improved musically(also started playing piano again at this time) to the point where i bought a nice instrument for myself.An Ibanez RG-370 DX. Named lucy.(after elfen lied character and the guitar Lucille, in BECK) After i got her, i ended up playing alot more, and smoking more weed, so school completely fell off my list of priorities, since i could easily score well on the tests with minor effort. i started drawing and writing more as well. i guess on some level i was rediscovering myself.
Anyways. X moved away. i was sad because i missed having her around, and having that kind of crazy humor and fun in my life. i lost the friends i knew through her, so i didnt really know anyone aside from other students (study, dorm party, bar, gets old). i met another girl, Y in my sociology class and started hanging out with her, because i had no other stoner friends who i could actually talk to and relax with. Y is a cool chick, and really kind, almost to a fault. she is quite shy and lacks self confidence, which makes you wonder if she is just agreeing with you to suck up. She is not relationship material, but great to hang out with , draw with, and smoke weed with.Thank god for Y, or i might have died of boredom long ago. Around the same time, Z, a girl who lives far away, suddenly started talking to me much more frequently online, and one day , inevitably said something like "bla, i like you now" and, being a fool, i was all confused. Id been hung up on her years ago, for several years, so (still a fool) this made me consider dropping everything to go to her. i STILL dont know what im going to do about that situation. hopefully she will change her mind and decide im a better friend than a love interest.
ANYWAYS
that's the complicated girl situation. missing X, hanging out with Y , and confused about Z. my brother once gave me a crucial piece of advice i should have heeded: "girls are trouble"
i pass it on to you , reader. avoid them at all costs.
anyways. winter came , exams were coming up, and i struggled to refocus on school. it was (almost) too late and my marks suffered greatly, but i was able to redeem myself right at the end with clutch performance on essay questions and simple, bulletproof logic in a phil essay.(a Visit from my brother was instrumental in getting me out of a multi-month depressing funk and getting me to actually try at life in general)
My Starcraft skill was suffering throughout the semester due to not playing enough, as i was distracted by that dark, malevolent force known to many as "RL" (also its just S0o0o0o easy to watch and not play)
i've been working on improving and improvising over the past month or so. (bad timing, i know) i want to be back in plat, or ideally, in diamond league by the time hots rolls around, and i'm just now starting to get back into the swing of things. Micro/base management, and army placement/general strategy are coming back slowly, but my multitasking abilities are really what have suffered. i think those can only be recouped with a couple hundred games.
(tangentially, muta regen. WOOOOT)
Anyways, now im out of money and living on ramen while i wait to go home. only problem is i cant afford transport to the airport on sunday. so that will be an adventure.My roommates have gone home ahead of me. Y went home too.This house is a lot bigger with no body around.
Time to play starcraft i suppose.
(please forgive my rambling, disorganized writing style and my overuse of the word 'anyways')
tl;dr :school has lots of ups and downs.
(edited for flow , spelling)
