Buoy Don’t Float

Ever since school started, I haven’t been the brightest of stars. It probably isn’t noticeable–and I definitely haven’t told anyone, including Tram when we were still going out–but I’m pretty depressed. NOT how I wanted to start the New Year. Over break I did a good amount of reflecting and goal-setting but for some reason I just haven’t wanted to do anything, lately.

I’m trying to climb out of this hole quick. I’m planning a visit to the church and maybe some piano lessons, although I doubt they’ll do the trick. On top of that, I’ve pretty much been chain-smoking in the comfort of my room–sitting on my panda chair and listening to the dark, romantic sound of Interpol.

Problem is, I don’t really know why I’m so out of it. It could be stress, it could be sleep, it could be isolation, it could be mediocrity. Hell, it could be greater than the sum of the parts. All I know is that I want to fast-forward this semester.