The Public Library

It's a great place. Very convenient and useful for lots of things. I like to study here. I like to sleep here. I like to work on group projects here. I like to listen to music here. I like to do homework here. I like talk to my friends here. There are numerous things I like to do here. Personally, making out is not one of the things I like to do here. However... There are currently at least two people on the third floor of the UH main library that obviously feel differently than I do. Apparently this is a place for making out. Nice to know.

Over the past year, my life has changed drastically. I'm sure most of ours have. However, there's been a disturbing trend that has developed, which was painfully brought to my attention this evening. Maybe I can get to the point where I can fix the issue, but I think it'll take a lot of effort.
So here's the thing...
I get burnt... A lot. Physically burnt. Tonight I realized that I get burnt almost every single time I cook, so maybe I just get burnt more simply because I cook more. I like cooking though, so hopefully I'll get used to the heat being hot. We'll see.

P.S. I hope you can imagine my tone of voice for this. If you can, it should have been really funny. That was my intent.

Spring Semester 2010

I haven't written a blog in so long. It seem that it's hard for me to write about everyday life, but I feel like that's what blogging should be like. Just a way for me to keep track of my life, whether it's super duper exciting or not. I'm actually in a really exciting time of life right now. I'm applying for jobs and internships, waiting to see if I get to work for NASA next year, praying that I do. Etc.
This semester, engineering finally feels worth it. The first two years I've mostly just hated it. It's stressful, and it's hard, but there really is a point. I mean, there always has been a point, it's just been for somewhere along down the road that I couldn't really see. Now it's starting to come into focus. I can see why I picked a "real" major, and why I haven't given up yet. I'm not sure if this is all gonna be like I imagined it or not, but that's why I'm trying it. I have to try, and I have to find out. I have to chase my dreams no matter how hard it is. If it doesn't work out, I have a lot of other dreams that I can still chase. This one first. I just don't think I'd be able to respect myself as much if I didn't go for it.
I think it's a noble thing to chase your dreams, to follow your heart. I know that I'm doing this for a reason. I know that my life is going to be amazing, even if it's hard or even if it's just everyday life. That's why I'm writing today. Because everyday life is still amazing, still worth capturing.