I just read an article the other day about people being happiest at the age of 33. For the love of God, I hope it's true. 33 hasn't been bad so far, but nothing life changing or mind blowing or even truly exciting has happened to make me believe that age 33 will be my happiest year. In fact, nothing has gone the way I have planned what-so-ever. It's still too early in my year 33 career to be pessimistic, so we will see what happens as the year progresses.
If you have been around me recently, it may be safe to say that you've noticed that I have been stressed-the-fuck-out. I have a shit ton of things on my mind. School, money, work, women, feeling lonely--just name it, and it has probably been on my mind.
It's just the beginning of Spring term and I feel like I've had a good ol' fashion skull-fucking for the last two weeks of class. If my brain had an anus, my soil mechanics class would be jack-hammering it lubeless while slapping my face and asking me "How do you like that, Bitch??". Toss my hydrology and environmental engineering classes and we have ourselves one hell of an orgy--and I am talking the "sick shit you can only find on the internet" kinda orgy. I am so beyond lost in my soils class right now. I know what you all are thinking--"how complicated can dirt be??". Well, I tell you my friends, dirt is a cluster fuck of Mohr's Circles, effective shears, normal shears, sigmas, taus, and consolidated petrified dino poop. I just can't wrap my mind around it. I don't learn from Powerpoint presentations. I need to actually see how these things work. Alas, there is no courtesy reach-around in the world of soil mechanics.
I have been trying to figure out what I am going to be doing this summer for work. I have been applying for internships, but nothing has yet to pan out. It is getting to the time of year when my savings have dwindled to the point where it will be time to start living on Ramen noodles. Since I have yet to find a job, it is starting to look like I may have to do the oil rig thing again. Sure, it would be nice to be able to spend the summer with my family in Wyoming, and I'd make a shit ton of money, but I would like to find a job within my field and stay for the beautiful Oregon summer. I guess I still have a couple months to figure it out, but I like to have things planned ahead of time.
Well, I pretty much covered everything except my typical woman speel. So, my love life is still at the same point as it was last time. Whenever one goes away, I find another. I have a new interest right now. I've been friends with her for a long time. We had a great date last weekend, and I am hoping to spend more time with her in the near future. I am not sure what to expect or even to hope for. I don't want to get my hopes up again, just to get knocked back down. I have no clue what is in store for me, but I will take it as it comes.
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