2nd week [Daniel]

Well it’s been busy, and hectic, and a whole lot of this that and the other. And and and….. <- literally the way my life has been feeling, there's no steady helping of commas or full stops just a constant flow of consciousness.

It could be the moving out; the lack of a job still or the full on Tuesday's that I have (still a small cry compared to science kids). I mean it could be that all this newness is getting to me causing some sort of *gasp* return to the study, work; sleep efforts of high school VCE…. Yet for the sake of this readership and my delicate mental self, I'll leave that option as the fevered self pity of a madman (no fate is as hard as VCE….pffft). Leaving that satire aside living outta home + uni + work that may or may not be in existence, is tiring more so than you'd originally think (Especially if your roommate doesn't cook/clean a lot :/).

I mean it has its benefits peace and quiet, independence, and…. well your own space… But at the same time you miss out on all the freebies at home home. That being said I am being a particularly big moocher especially for veggies/meats (I hate supermarkets they rip you off). Accompany that with the fact that I have no car the mere logistics of moving all the food I want fast becomes an issue on public transport. So that all being said the moral is get help when you can (even if you are a big shot moving out :p).

Hoo, look at the time already late mc latey, 11pm and I haven't even reached the crux of my blogging that is (very conspicuously):

I have reached the day where I have walked away from uni and thought to myself, why don't I simply not? Why don't I just stop and go full time at some nondescript yet monotonous job and get money, not think and play computer games? Why simply do uni?

So I stopped my general wonder at the nature of worlds, the lives of others, looked to the dark streets around me- tired looking Asians treading over Styrofoam trash- and thought, why?

It isn't for some trinket, or shiny piece of paper, for some far off job or chance of employment. It's for something more entirely than just a physical urge.

It is because university is what I want beyond the tiredness, the money, the simplicity of existence. It's what I want beyond the immediacy of these minor problems around me. It's what I want to make me who I am. And it's what I want to be a part of for another year.

So tired and defiant against the complaints of weariness I walked and caught the train home, annotating notes of writings aporia "the pathless path," and smiled.

Well that's my attempted flourish for tonight, based on what has been one of my most demoralizing days. Not because of incompetence (well perhaps) or bullying, but due to the fact that I am simply tired and stretched. I can only hope that I am not stretched too far by these self appointed commitments, as to destroy oneself is a horrible, yet just, fate indeed.

Anyways, I'll leave you with that to not give up when weary and nor either drive yourself to destruction.

More to come,

Dan

P.S In case you wanted something more concrete I made a fool of myself in Philosophy (easy to do) and wrote what is possibly the worst half hour of writing I have ever done in Creative Writing.