I’m throwing a “September sucked” pity party! You’re all invited if you bring Cheez-Its!


No, I’m not in a bad mood today. In fact, for having a math test coming up on Thursday and a month ahead of me surging with projects, exams, and tests of my ability to stay on top of things, I’m in a pretty good mood. I simply felt that September, being one of the crappiest months of 2007 so far, deserved its own little blog.

A lot of crap happened this month.

I’m discovering that it’s impossible to trust some people from my past, and that some people from the present (not any of you readers, mind you) are just as difficult to trust.

I got my confidence kicked out from under me.

I can’t tell how I feel anymore.

My moods have been swinging faster than Mark McGuire on steroids (this is me pathetically trying to use humor to make this blog not so pitiful).

I learned not to feel content and secure about anything.

I did everything I could to correctly, but that apparently wasn’t enough.

Everything that fell apart this month seemed magnified, for no other reason than the fact that there was a convergence of the collapsing everything that was unstable falling apart on its own. It’s just been one 30-day long crazy-ass ride.

The sole constant this month has been my academic performance. I must say that I got very much needed confidence boosts from the tests I’ve had so far. I guess this proves that it’s the only thing I can rely on. I hope.

People are not to be readily trusted. This I knew, but it’s been magnified by this month’s happenings. So has my desire to be on my own.

So I will attempt in this upcoming October to make the best of my solitary, academia-driven life I’ve created for myself here on earth, because hell, I don’t want another September.

What sayest thou? Speak!