So it's been a while since I posted here, and since it's on my mind I figure I would say a little something right now. (Yeah, it is a little late)

I want to run away and live off the land!!! *crazy eye* O_o

Being self-sufficient is harder than it sounds, but I'm willing to give it a whirl. I want to develop the skills our ancestors had, and used daily. I want to train my senses and focus my soul, and get a little closer to the earth. It would be difficult at first to do without modern conveniences, but I would be kept plenty busy with surviving.

*sigh* It's only a pipe dream. :,( Too bad there's less and less of that kind of green space every day, otherwise it may be possible to travel into the woods without running into someone's backyard. Maybe I'm just sick of society, sick of having to live up to everyone else's standards, sick of feeling like "another brick"... I'm not sure yet. It seems so pointless to keep living the way that I am, like I'm missing out on so many opportunities by doing what everyone else tells me to do.

Meh... I have to get back to my homework. XP

I've gotten my grades back from fall quarter at OSU, and I will say that they are precisely what I expected before I even started. And by my experience of living away from home and being totally responsible for myself, I will say.... I loved it. The only thing I find more enjoyable is Faire. My roomie is awesome, and we plan on rooming together from here on out when it comes to school. Everyone says that you really find yourself in the years you spend in college. I've already begun doing so in this little time. I discovered that I do very well on my own. I manage money very well. I don't manage time very well (hehe, i've always known that). I love sleeping. I am a non-smoker-drinker and I'm proud of that. I know my religeon-or-lack-thereof. And it is that sensitive topic that I must speak of in this post. (you've been warned)

I don't enjoy talking about religeon, in fact I typically avoid it at all costs. I tend to say, when asked, that I am pagan, because it is the closest label even though I am not practicing. My mother found out about that just last night and seems to be very upset. She has gotten my father upset too, and there is no doubt in my mind that very soon my whole family will be in an uproar. I wanted to put it here for the record that when I was growing up, nobody talked about it.  You might say it was a taboo thing, but I wouldn't go that far. It was more or less assumed that everyone had the same beliefs in my family, and therefore no one felt the need to talk about it. It was for that very reason that for the longest time I thought our family had no religeous beliefs. We stopped going to church when I was little and I have very little memory of going. Now my parents are thinking of forcing me to go to church, etc. and that notion scares me.

I wanted, above all else, to let my parents know that I have done nothing wrong. If anything they should be very proud of the person I am. (I won't go into details, but let's just say I have more morals than anyone else in my family.) I am incredibly fortunate to have been raised the way I was; that is, an open mind to all religeons and freedom to choose which one I wanted or to not choose one at all. I have learned a great deal from my family members, and I love all of them. I expect nothing less of them than to accept me the way I have accepted them.

That is all.