My Life At The Moment

I am officially beyond procrastinating right now. I am just not doing anything. I don't even think I'm putting it off. I am just not interested and that is not good. Three of my classes aren't even really going to be hard. I just need to sit down read the material, do the assignments and I will be fine. The only one that is going to be difficult is the math. With no direct instruction it is not an easy thing. I am not sure what I am going to do at the moment. I have been putting off emailing the instructor for help but it seems that is the only thing to do.

I have had a lot on my mind lately, though I'm not even going to try to blame that for being the reason behind my procrastination. I'm above that... not by much mind you. I had plans set for this year. They kept changing a little bit, but basically I was going to continue with UW-Platteville through the Distance Education and move in with a friend of mine who is now in Connecticut and then figure things out I suppose at that point. That is to say, we would decide then whether we would stay there or try for NY. That was the plan. It might still be the plan, but it is a big if.

I don't remember what day it was now, but maybe around two weeks ago, I received a package in the mail from a college. I knew I had never requested information from there as the letter suggested. I would have remembered. I glanced at the viewbook they sent among the things and I thought it looked like a really nice place. I hadn't planned on looking anymore as I already had plans, but I kept getting drawn into the material. My mother came along later to ask me something and after answering her I held her back from leaving and told her to look at the picture of the whole campus. She had pretty much the same reaction I did. I told her they had my degree, which interested her more. My mother would grasp onto anything at this point. She just wants me to stay in Wisconsin.

Next I showed it to my father. Again pretty much the same reaction. He said it looked really nice and we might have talked about it for three or so minutes and that was it. I took the stuff back to my room and there it sat untouched for the rest of the day. The material sat untouched but not the idea of going there. I thought about it the rest of the day, went to sleep thinking about it and then next day woke up and looked at the material again. What surprised me is when my father knocked on my door and asked to see the material again. I gave him the stuff and after looking at it again he just kept saying how nice the place looked.

Later on while he was working out in the barn I asked him why the other day He just said it looked nice and now he had wanted to look at the stuff again and was excited about it. His answer was that ever since I had showed it to him he hadn't been able to stop thinking about the college. We talked about it more and we both agreed it would be a good place for me. We knew that before I decided anything I would have to visit.

Long story....long, My father and I are going to go visit next Friday. I honestly think I will like it there. The only thing that makes me hesitate is the idea of the dorms and living in the same room with someone you don't know. I never saw myself living in a dorm. Never thought I would, but now it is a good possibility.

I guess I should leave off here. I already rambled on and made a short story too long. By the way, the college all the fuss is about is Carthage College.