Listening to a mix that is guaranteed to make me cry was probably not the best choice i made this morning. Nor was ignoring my lit theory readings, but that’s insignificant.

I just really hate the seperation of my life. I have two lives really. One at Clark and one at home. I wish I could get them together. I love home with Ian and going out with him and his friends, and even the few friends I have left there.

But then there is this life at Clark. I have made some good friends this year, but once again, they refuse to acknowledge my home life just as much as my home life refuses to acknowledge them.

Sometime I wish I could just quit both and disappear in the peace corps and volunteer my life away. I just think that would be sooooooo gratifiying. I would actually feel like for once I matter and am making a difference. I need to do something new. make a change. and make a choice. and live another life for a while…