Motivation, motivation, wherefor art thou, my motivation...

Y'know, this whole apathy thing really sucks for motivation. It's been so long that I don't even remember what the heck I was doing with this thing. Pah...

I'm going to school finally. This is my first semester, so I'm just taking general requirements, but eventually I'm going to get into graphic design. Maybe I'll post weekly assignments here or something. Not that a lot of people have seen the blog, or anything. But those who do look might give me some advice and pointers, so it's worth a try I suppose.

School is going alright so far, but it's only week four. I'm taking four classes, three of which are online. My on-campus class is Intermediate Algebra, just to brush up on before I get into stuff that I haven't actually been taught before.

My online classes are Comm 1, Humanities, and Speech. I'm pretty sure I'm going to ace Comm 1, no sweat. Humanities, I could ace if I applied myself, but...y'know, that whole motivation thing. And Speech?...Yeah, no. I'm going to tank. Hard...

I'm terribly stage-shy. Being the center of attention makes me anxious, and it makes me want to hide away and not come out for an hour. The thought that I'll eventually have to make a speech at all makes my heart sink. It wouldn't be so bad if I could just sit against a wall and record myself, but this teacher requires that you stand and have a live audience of at least 5 people...

So once I'm done with this semester, I will be so very happy. I'll start to get into the meat of the classes that I want to take, and those will hopefully all be on-campus classes, because this online stuff is hard to motivate myself to do.

Awesome.

I got my origami paper in yesterday. I did another hollow cube, but I haven't taken a picture of it yet. I haven't done any other designs. I had wanted to do a flower of some sort but the only flower instructions I could find didn't make very pretty flowers, or needed me to glue pieces together, and that's just not origami to me. Ah well. I'll find something to use the paper for.

I inspired myself.

So, after doing all that paper folding the other day (24 pieces in total), I decided that I wanted to do a lot more origami. Unfortunately, cutting that much printer paper into squares pretty much sucks, so I ordered some actual origami paper. Now, I have to wait to get it. I should have it sometime within the week, and I'm excited to get it.

If any of you have a design you want to see pretty pictures of after I fold it, feel free to suggest them. I'm not great at origami, but I'm pretty awesome at following instructions, so if I can find a how-to for your specific design, I'd be glad to do it.

So. It's Come to This.

So I'm sitting here now, at 7am. I just woke up an hour ago. I haven't bothered to get dressed, yet. I don't have any plans for the day, so why bother?

And I'm stuck wondering, what next. So I started the blog. That was easy. I told you basically all about my life. That was pretty easy too. So...now what? I don't do anything interesting that I could talk about. I mean, sometimes I write. Sometimes I draw. I could write a little about that. But it wouldn't be reliable.

Honestly, I'm not sure I'll still be posting, two weeks from now. I get too bored with things too easily. I don't hold high hope. I suppose I could post some of my short stories. But what's the interest in that? I already have most everything up on DeviantArt. The link is off to the right of the page somewhere. "My art.". You can go ahead and have a look.

I can write about character concepts. I don't write too much of that. You all know that I'm into roleplaying, and Dungeons and Dragons. But again...what's so interesting about that? Eh.

I could ask readers to give me ideas of things I should write short stories about. That might be interesting. It would certainly challenge my creativity, and it would give me something to do each day.

Or maybe I'll do all of that. Meh. It'll be a fairly random blog, then, but then I've always been a fairly random person. We'll see how it goes.