Chronus

Henry had a problem. It seemed that no matter what he tried in life, he couldn't achieve anything. The best he could hope for was mediocrity. He had come to terms with this years ago, but now he felt the problem with an acuteness beyond what it ever had been before - beyond even what it had been when he realized, as a young adult, that all his dreams were in vain. The strange thing was that he couldn't think of a single reason why this problem would reemerge now, decades after his dreams had been crushed.

So, it's been almost a year since I've actually added a journal up here, and I haven't done much of anything on dA in quite a while - with the exception of arguing with the occasional person who makes comments on something I wrote years ago. I don't really know what I am going to write in this journal entry. Much of what I do now is to kill time. This isn't because I am suffering from some sort of depression or angst - it's because I have a job that pays by the hour. It seems I am constantly getting jobs I am apathetic about. This is in large part my own fault - I can't say that I care too much about my university program (computer science)

I figured I was due for another journal entry. DA is the only thing that sort of tracks my thoughts and actions over the years, so I figure I should try to write a journal at least occasionally so in a couple of years I can look back at how childish I was. I'm in my third year of university now. I'm becoming more and more jaded towards my major (computer science). It seems every term I have to take at least one computer science course which I have absolutely no interest in. Unfortunately, there is no other practical subject I would want to major in, so I am going to have to stick it out and hope it gets a bit better. On the plus side, all of