My weekend, so far.

It's not going bad, at all. But I'm feeling depairing, with a side of disdraught sprinkled with depression. It's nt to say that I'm upset and hate life and everything sucks, because it doesn't. i've actually had a rather good saturday so far and an ok friday so I don't really see the rational for this.
Perhaps, because I don't get days like these a lot, or because I live with a bunch of nut jobs, or because certain someone's aren't returning phone calls that I've left more than once and am begining to feel a real detatchment from my friends back home. Last semester I was able to come home for the first few weekends and do things with you guys, and we talked on the phone quite regularly, I have yet to talk to any of you (gals, guys are excluded... they don't seem to have issues staying in touch ot using a phone) since I went back up for the semester and I have no idea what life is like for you. I feel like i'm being ignored or worse, forgotten(believe me, I know what it's like, happens at restauants all the time). I know I am a total retard when it comes to using the phone, but I've a few attempts at calling Kenna, no response. I don't have Katie's number because my phone fell in the bay, and she doens't respond to my myspace comments or the few I get to leave her on aim. The only person I've really stayed in touch with well is Jeff, and only because he's a super aim ner like me and is on whenever his compy is connected to the internet.

I think that I have these feelings at times like these is because I relize how shallow my friendships are, and I am challenged to find a reason why and how. It never used to be like this. Do I have bad taste is friends? Or have I become a social-challenged retard? I don't seem to have nearly as many problems here as I did in SD, yet I still am not motivated enough to call any of the people up here.

Oh, and I got a postcard from Deanna in the mail the otherday. It was for valentines, and it was a good 2 weeks late, but It made me happy. At least I know there's more than one person when I get back who wont totally ignore me. Wether that number is larger than 2, we'll see.

Thursday

Avoiding getting up and actually doing something..... Scanning my cookbook for things I can make, adn making a list of things to buy. Turns out, I have absolutly no spices aside from chili powder, all seasoning and cinnimon. Who can live like that? Oh, and 3 of my 4 tomatos went all moldy and gross on me. My new/old greek myth teacher sucks, I feel like I know more than her.

Oh, and it turns out I was right. Working for the city is an amazing job thats beats others. I love it! (Screw Cold Stone!)