Native studies got me so down. I love my people but it makes me so sad. School is sucking me dry! I have no life. I have no desire to do the things I once loved so dearly. Going straight is the worst thing for me. I need creativity. I need imagination. I need light. I need colour. I need fiction! lol. Why did I choose to go into this faculty? Oh yeah, I want to save Aboriginal people. It will pay off in the end.