The Most Depressing Post

I really need to establish a regular posting schedule...

But I'm going to go ahead and be honest here, life hasn't been that exciting this semester. Or has it? You be the judge.

Life Summary (complete with complementary bullet points!... mmm, love me some bullet points)

-Still at Cornell, still living in the Environmentally-friendly dorm
-Still sucking at classes (specifically Organic chemistry with an added level of suckitude in Spanish and Physics!)
-Got an RA position in the environmentally-friendly dorm next year. Wootah!
-Was accepted for a study abroad program in Ecuador over the summer
-Deferred study abroad trip to NEXT summer (travel, beaurocratic issues)
-Planned to stay in Ithaca over the summer and take a couple of classes and get a lab position (still workin' on that...)
-Became a chimesmaster!
-Still have no clue what I'm going to do with my life...

Really truly and deeply, all I want to do is write and read... all... day... long. It's plausible. I could live in my parent's basement and be a no-good moocher, but something inside of me just won't let me do that. We Passmore's are the fightin' type.

So I will continue on my pre-med, Human Biology, Health, and Society-studying course. And I'll tack on a Global Health minor and mislead everyone into thinking I'll do something exciting and unexpected with that, but I probably won't. Honestly (at this point in my disillusioned life), I could see myself applying to a slacker med school (if such a thing exists) or going into dentistry.... which are pretty much one in the sameOOOOHHHHSNAP! (sorry, dentists).

I'm really not that depressed, just tired of school. I'm kind of burnt out. Not just on classes, but also on ambition and ambitious peoples. I just want (for once) to be inspired for some extended period of time without having my dreams dashed to shreds by a failing grade or someone saying something pompous and silly ("I got below the mean on one test in this petty class that no one will care about after this semester! Now I'll never get into medical school.") But I'll always be there, consoling and giving hugs. I guess that's the woman in me.

I've decided that I'm always going to have a guinea pig companion. Hell, I'm going to have a farm! Where pigs will be free to frolic in the grass and scuttle about in funny little way. That's what I'm going to do with my life.