We never stop waiting for something.

I feel so unmotivated. I have nothing in my life that truly inspires me at the moment. I have no heartache to write about. I'm not learning any new life lessons. I have no muse. I don't have someone to bounce my ideas off of. I'm sucked dry of my creative energy. I wish I could just get up and be AMAZING! I don't know why I'm in this rut, and I wish I could dig myself out. I am excited for the summer though, I'm most likely going to take an anthropology class and a creative writing class, where we have eight on campus classes and then spending a week in Canada at a Biosphere. It seems like an amazing opportunity for me.

I'm trying to get to know new guys and explore dating, but when about half of the people you know are going to be moving within the next few months, getting into a relationship doesn't seem worth it. Where is the older slightly more mature, only ever so slightly, man comes and wipes all these other - for lack of better word - boy on their butts. I'm trying to reach out of my shell. I'm trying to talk to new people, and get out of my comfort zone. It's just a very slow process. I find myself staring or over-talking. I get so flabbergasted that I just don't know what to do with myself. Someone should put me through dating classes or something. I feel like I'm in quicksand and I'm slowly sinking deeper and deeper the more I try. I'm afraid to take a step and risk my self-esteem - which is hardly 100% to begin with.

"I like you."

You'd think things could be simpler.