I'm feel like a recluse. I haven't been on LJ much lately.. I suppose not much since the lag problems started for the free users. I don't have the $$ for a paid account, so I'd just kinda left LJ for a while. I haven't read any of your journals in weeks. I wonder how everyone is... I'm kind of lonely.
Again, it's one of the weeks where the one person who seems to put up with me the best is far away from me. So... I'll be lurking around the net, hoping to stir up some conversation, I suppose. What I really want is email.. maybe some stranger to visit my site and like it. Somthing new and pleasant. Not this same old stuff. Not all this home work and school work...
We had somthing new happen to the whole contry a few weeks ago, but that was far from pleasant, and I beleive that others have said better what I can not.. so I refuse to speak on it, really. I am detached. I can't really find any personal connection to what happened, other than it was in my country, and it means somthing on a symbolic level. I don't think I'd be an adequate orator on a subject that I have very little to do with.
Maybe I'm heartless. You can call me that too, if you like.. if it makes you feel better. I think I'll just stay in my little cave and huddle in my little hole, and work on making sure nothing bad happens in my little bubble. I studied for a test the other night. I mean.. I actually studied. I think I got an A too. It's amazing.. the things that happen when you actually decide to be motivated, and stuff.