Today was interesting to say the least. I was apparently signed up with that guy from my high school for a roleplaying assignment in my class. I thought I was going to do it alone with the professor. I was of course really nervous to talk to him again because of...reasons. Yet, I managed to get a 100% and he got a 98%, the two highest grades in the class. I guess that tells me I don't have to worry about talking to people from my past so much, even if it was a little odd. I'm just happy both of us are still cool with each other. There's really nothing between us, I just get a little freaked out around him because well...he was friends with "my worst enemy" so...talking to him is a bit awkward
but he's still nice and I appreciate his help today. He remembered my name, that surprised me. lol
The past few weeks, I've been doing schoolwork and being ill. I'm on meds again, not depression meds this time, it's nothing long term like that. At least I hope it isn't. Those are the two things driving me crazy right now. It's why I'm not drawing digitally now, there's just no time or even inspiration for me. Some fan art and doodles on my notes is all I can do for now. When you're sick and in college, OCs and stuff are an afterthought, for me anyway. Getting this degree is going to take longer than I thought too. I thought I was going to be able to finish this summer but it turns out I need three more classes, not just two and two of them are sciences which are impossible to take at the same time. I don't even know what I'm going to end up doing this fall semester. All I know is for now I'm going to take a Geology class. It's four hours long but it's only twice a week, but it's still a pain because it's in a campus further away from here.
Pf, my life is so boring.
Speaking of life, I went back to the comments in my profile and hid a shit-ton of them. Wow, I can't believe I said those things in my comments. It's like if someone was talking to my deepest darkest negative emotions for four years. I'm really sorry if I ever offended anyone because of my teenage bitchiness. Everything was recorded and it's like going back in time to read those comments again. It was fascinating to see how I matured over the years. It sure took a while though...a long, long probably four years or so... In fact, it might never end. I'll probably look back at this journal years later and be embarrassed.