Juggling Junkie

So, another month has almost passed, and I've yet to write another blog post until now. I'm currently waiting at a Greyhound bus station in the late of night. I just got into the city after having been at a juggling festival. My first one ever. It was a SUPER GREAT time. I LOVED it. :) If I hadn't said so in previous posts, I took up juggling this semester and have now been juggling for about three months. It's been a blast, and I'm so glad I got the chance to go to this festival. I got to spend time with some fellow juggling members from my school, as well as meet a bunch of awesome people. The jugglers were/are amazing and super nice. It makes me glad to be a juggler and excited/inspired to learn more juggling tricks. I admire jugglers and now wish to go to future juggling events. I shall strive to be my best in juggling and learn new tricks and what-have-you. I'm not really a "juggling junkie" yet, but I really hope to be. I would like to have my own equipment (aside from the three clubs I purchased before - I still need to practice/learn to juggle those) and just be awesome. Juggling is my newest hobby and might I say, the best choice for me.
So, the Greyhound bus that I'm scheduled for doesn't come for another 3 hours or so (more like 4), but hey, I've got this blog to write to, and it can be a good time to be productive. I'm going to be on my way to one of my friend's house (from school), who was nice enough to invite me to her home for Thanksgiving (as it is Thanksgiving break now). I'm super excited to see new places and be on these adventures. They're super fun. -- And this is random, but I just gave a guy $1 (he asked me and I gave him one), since he asked. Random act of kindness for the time being?
Anyways, I'm hoping I get caught up in school because in all seriousness, I'm drowning. I don't exactly show people, but I'm beginning to get slightly worried. Or, at least, I'm slightly worried that  I'm not worried enough. I should be doing better in school because the money is coming out of my parents' pockets for now, and they don't really deserve that. (turning to a more depressing tone - because I'm super tired at that too and I get weird when I'm tired).
I feel kind of bad because I don't really talk to my parents or family or anyone really. I'm not exactly sure if I miss them or not. I have no urge/need to talk to them really, and there's such a distance. I'm not sure what to say to them anymore. I feel bad that I don't feel bad, but I'm not sure what to think. Also, I recently received letters from some cousins on my mom's side (who are super Christian by the way), and one was a bit of a mood-lifter, while the other was just like: what did I just read? The latter discussed how I like my school, but I should drop out and go to community college anyway... What?
Anyways from that, I don't really know what I'm doing. I take my days one by one, but also plan it, and yet, I still don't know what I'm doing with it. I act like I know what I'm doing, or maybe, more rather, I sound like I know what I'm doing because I have this "plan" but I really don't know what I'm doing. I suppose everyone has those moments: What am I doing with my life? --- It's really scary. It's really depressing. It's like.. meh.
This also makes me think of how I've been thinking of how people might not like me. I'm always paranoid of how people probably don't like me, but act like they do. Like, there's this one person in my school's juggling club, who I'm almost absolutely positive must hate me. They never really talk to me (they talk to other people though), and they are just a bit intimidating and seem irritated at me. WHAT DID I DO TO THEM? WHY DOES IT FEEL LIKE THEY HATE ME? *sigh* Whatever I guess. It might just be me. Call me crazy.
Let's see... What have I to do with my schooling? I need to finish that one loan for the next semester (oh, right). I also need to just get my @#$(! together, y'know (well, you probably don't know, but you can just agree - oh yeah,  I do). Get it together, bro.
Anyways, anyways, anyways. So, my luggage/suitcase handle doesn't work, which sucks because I'm pulling it with a rope and I'm pretty sure I have bruises on the back of my legs now because you can only imagine how it looks like to pull a heavy suitcase with rope (it nearly rolls horizontally), and the distance (because of the rope probably) isn't that far - which doesn't help. What else?! I hope I get some productivity? Probably said that already. Not really sure what to say now. Not sure what has happened in this past month. Major test failures and whatnot. Meeting some new people. Me being me. Blahblahblah. *sigh*
Anyways, let's hope I write a new blog post sometime soon (only if you want? or if I need it? I guess.).
OH! ALSO, FRANK WARREN (POSTSECRET) IS COMING TO MY SCHOOL. AWESOME. I CAN'T WAIT FOR THAT.
Now, I bid y'all good night and good day.