It's been a while again, and despite being in an art class I feel like I don't have the expression that I should.

We've done a few things, mainly making molds to pour metal into, which is pretty awesome.
I made some pretty interesting ... Geoshaped ones. They remind me of awesome rocks.

But that's the highlight of the class. Now we're making solar houses. Cool, but not what I'd like to be doing. Regardless..

Time's winding down and It's comming to the point again where I should be buckling down to study, yet I find my determination, and want not letting me. I'd rather be passive and let my grades go as they will. It's the additude I had in highschool, I'm not feeling that.

I fear mostly that I can't get a grip with life. I feel as though I can't grasp the correlation between school life, and life outside of school after I graduate.

There are no classes, simply a job. A possible social life that one commits themselves to, when they're not at the job. And for the rest of their natural lives, until they decide to retire, they're stuck in this socialy acceptable cycle. ...

Where is the thrill in life?

What's the purpose, the reason? I don't understand.

What is there in life to make it something other then the long dolling go to work, come home, ect.

I don't quite have the words to ask the questions that I wish, it annoys me. ...
_._ Quite frankly this life bores me.


Yet I'm unsure on how to make it better.

Ah well.