people say she’s crazy…

So tonight, on my way out of Jessica’s room, I realized that in college, I have gained fewer skills than I have lost. If you had asked me 3 years ago to conduct something in 6/8, I could have, easily. Now, for some reason, I have no recollection as to how to do that. Like none. We were listening to this song, and I ended up just conducting a hexagon. A HEXAGON, because I can’t remember which way my hand’s supposed to go and when.

I’m also pretty sure that I used to sing…

I used to have a sort of basic knowledge of Biology, History, stuff like that. I also used to get up at 7 AM on a pretty regular basis, but I’m okay with forgetting how to do that. And I used to like, read Hebrew and speak Spanish.

And I’ve learned… I mean I’ve learned some things. I’ve read a lot. I haven’t read a lot, too. I now know how the Development Office *doesn’t* work, how to bed shop, how to get around Chicago, how to pick out a facial moisturizer, how to properly wear a scarf, how to barely pass an Econ exam, and I’m pretty well-versed on the ins and outs of Direct Marketing. But JESUS those things are pretty boring. I think it boils down to the fact that I dropped my real hobby for a 2nd tier hobby, and though I enjoy the 2nd tier hobby, I miss the first one. And now… it’s too late to hop back into #1. Which is kind of a shame. But it’s also just a hobby… I also have other hobbies, and I enjoy myself a great deal. I just feel like my skill levels in things I used to enjoy so much have gone SO far down, like I’m degenerating into a ho-hum person with no exciting skills.

Anyway, that’s a dark Sunday evening thought for you.