I get the urge to write from time to time.

Thursday, March 31, 2011

3-30-2010: I've been seeing a lot of posts about friendships lately.

EDIT 4-1-2011: So, this is where I was a year ago. This was that one post about friendship that I thought had gotten deleted (accidentally) forever ago.

It has been a while, but this is important.

I suppose it's a good idea to post something as a new chapter of my life is potentially approaching.

I have not finalized everything yet; I have made my advising appointment for April 7th and will see what my "advisor" has to say about all of this, but I have every intention of "taking some time off" after this semester (in other words, disenrolling from UNC until further notice). It's a really scary step to take. I can't escape the guilt of being a so-called quitter, but the point is: I'm not myself anymore, and I blame the university. I'm not even at a point anymore that I can clearly express myself about this issue, but it will come with time. I just know that things won't get any better unless I take this time to reflect and reassess what I want to do with my life.

I'm not leaving Chapel Hill, though. I've signed a year-long lease with three friends for a house very near the university that begins June 1st, a lease that can be renewed if I decide to return (and am reaccepted) to UNC. My plans are to simply work, live a simpler kind of life. Sounds idyllic at this point, but it's worth a try. With any luck at all, I can develop a business plan to pursue several entrepreneurial interests that I have that I feel would be appealing to the area and give me some legitimate experiences in the "real" world.

Regardless, I'm going to be starting from the ground and working up from there. I'm looking forward to replenishing my artistic abilities, my passions--writing, painting, drawing, culinary arts, crafting. I am always having ideas, and there is nothing in the world that I would love more than being able to immerse myself in the art of creation. I'm such an industrious little person in the right situation, my studies not being one of them (granted, I love Spanish). And for the sake of emphasis, I repeat: I cannot wait to have the time to be passionate about something again.