Be a Part of It

DATs are over. Don't ask how I did, please. I pulled out with an 18 Science and a 19 Academic Average, which isn't bad, I guess, but far, far below my expectations. My opinion on myself varies from time to time. We'll see how it affects long-term Andrew.

I want to blog about my trip to New York, among other things, but I don't know where to begin.

It's like life is somehow much more blurred and disheveled now. The schedules I've made before are somehow thrown out, my plans forgotten. All my grandiose ideas and self-induced responsibilities are out of reach, just beyond the tips of my fingers.

Yeah, like everything that was put in place in the past is disregarded in the present.

Like New York City, where the lines on the road seem only to be a formality, and rarely am I the one doing the driving.