|Man this is getting weird.
||[May. 14th, 2007|06:48 pm]
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An old exboyfriend of mine called today; someone I haven't talked to in probably a year. We didn't really get along post breakup for different reasons, but he called and apologized, as we have friends in common and he wanted to clear the air. We had a good conversation.
Keep in mind, he has no idea that I regularly research Columbine, am a member of the board, etc. He also goes to a different school than I do.
Anyway, we talked about music and that kind of thing for a while, and then he drops the bomb. He's been expelled for the remainder of the school year. Some girl accused him (falsely, he says) of threatening to bring a gun to school.
Do you ever feel like there's a certain facet of your life that seems to be taking over the rest? Every where you look, no matter what you do, you see it. This is what it feels like for me, which is not something that I particularly mind, but it's a tiny bit disconcerting at times, as I've never had anything else consume my life so entirely. But it's always there now. Like I said, I don't know how I feel. I would never give up tlaking about it- I think that it's too big of a problem in today's society to have one more oblivious person.
I'm trying to make this sound like I want it to, but it's hard. I can say that I genuinely enjoy researching Columbine (and I hope that doesn't sound too odd). It almost feels like - and I hope this doesn't sound to cliche, because it does to me- some sort of calling for me. Like this is what was meant for me, but it frustrates me at the same time because I don't know what to do.
Maybe I just have that honors-student mentality that was instilled in us since grade school- that everything you do must lead to a career. I can't remember having a summer where I didn't take a class or do some honors program at a University. It's expected, and I do enjoy it.
But here I am, thrown this curveball, something I like but feel that I can't talk to anyone about, which is why I'm posting this in the dk.net blog space rather than my public journal. I ahve no idea what I'm doing anymore. I just needed to think and put thoughts down, so thanks for listening.