The Black Gate Opens

The end draws near. Soon.

I went home for Thanksgiving. I was only home for 48 hours or so, and part of that was spent doing homework. It whetted my appetite for more free time. But now begins the chaotic semester wrap-up. As Dr. Gooch calls it, "survival mode." It seems I'm in survival mode all too often. Why should the end of the semester be any different? Oh yeah, deadlines.

Nothing else to say. Just working. I finished another book over break, which felt like at least a little bit of progress. Granted, it was progress in a recreational endeavor, not school-related, but still.

I still haven't seen the new Harry Potter. Maybe this weekend a few of us will go out.

I miss video games...

One thing's for sure: I'm being very selective of who I spend time around. Some people do not deserve my companionship. Time is scarce, so I should be careful how I waste it on other people. Some people inadvertently antagonize me, and these people are not going to get to talk to me much from here on out. Some people actually affect me in a positive way every time I meet them. Those are the people I want to be around in the limited time I have left.

A lot of things are coming to a head. The time between Thanksgiving and Christmas is always... interesting. Stressful? Sure. Relentlessly brutal? You bet. But this is what I do. I'm good at it. And I get to do it for another semester after this, too. After all, what else is there?

"The path you walk on has no end."
--Vulcan Raven, Metal Gear Solid