#11 - I Think I've Figured It Out...

I think I've figured out the reason I've been so depressed recently:

My life, currently, has very few high points.

Let us take a normal day: I get up, I eat, I do work, I watch TV, I sleep. On some days, I'll have my course, but only three days a week. The other days will be doing "work" (and yes, I'm entitled to use the sarcastic quotation marks) for the course.

I usually do the work quite slowly - not, and I want to make this clear, NOT because it is in any way challenging, but because I really can't be fucked. It's insultingly easy.

I'm stuck in a rut, I'm going nowhere.

My week perks up on Saturdays, and for two hours every Tuesday (when I sit behind a microphone, saying whatever the fuck I want to say, and playing some kick-arse rock), but other than that, it's just the same tiresome, troublesome shit day in, day out.

I write this from one of my classes. Cath is a lovely person, and I could learn a lot from her, but I feel held back because I have a very select interest/though process which other do not share.

*sigh*

IN OTHER NEWS: I will soon be starting another blog - really just a collection of pieces of writing - called "Who Moved My Valium", a title which I stole from a fellow Twitterer. It's just another one of my attempts to releave the tedium. Hopefully it will be good, certainly it will be interesting...