:: Closing Time ::

:: Wednesday, March 26, 2003 ::

Ok you have no idea how much this sucks.

I wrote a long, very important, and I belived thought provoking blog. I wrote a blog I desperately needed people to comment on, respond to... it's the only reason I write these. For you all.

And I got nothing. Nothing.

Despite the fact that my counter shows I'm averaging a minimum of 17 unique visitors a day, which still boils down to a BARE minimum of 10 different people. 10 people and not one person with a damn thing to say about what was honestly I thought almost as confrontational as I could be without being obnoxious. Ok, I'll spell it out - some of what I said, when I said "I" was about me. A lot of it WASN'T. It was me accepting a hypothetical situation so I could have a -chance- to make some people who are far too oblivious to themselves recognize faults in what they viewed as "my" behavior, only to suddenly realize it was their own being described. I let them blame me and apparantly it hasn't worked. Ok, this is me being more confrontational.

Those of you who blogged, who I looked to for inspiration, for response, for clarification, for conversation, for anything.... are gone.

I don't feel like I have much purpose anymore. And the great link I had to some of you is rapidly, rapidly, dwindling.

I feel broken. Entirely broken of home, mere days after I've left it again. So is that it? Are we really all college students now, with no connection to our former lives? I hope not. I had faith that some of you were more real than that.

Tonight I decided to write my four year plan, despite the fact that I should have been studying for my sociology midterm tomorrow or sleeping. Yet I did it. Because right now I feel being a college student is my only life.... the piece of home, and that life, that I brought with me to college seems to be gone.

I don't think I'm gonna blog much without you. This really never was for me.
:: Peter 4:49 AM [+] ::
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