Feb 16, 2006 16:44
I'm applying to work at a ranch this summer. I'm torn, because this will prevent me from being with my friends during the summer, but this is probably my only chance to travel for a while... so, I will be a ranch hand, and it'll be cool. I want the Denver Doldrums.
I've finished applying to Brown and Emerson. I just have to dig my fingernails into my palms for a couple of months. Fun.
I must stalk a person this evening. I'm going to Strange Brew to do this. I hope they let me in. I don't want any drinks. That's a lie, I do, but I dont want to buy anything.
oh these strange days
Maybe I'm being hasty in my impatience with Andover.. I'll probably just end up missing it a lot. But that's good. Then I'll appreciate it when I come back. But my hastiness could be pushing me in weird directions.. ranch hand? Brown?? What is going on??? It'll all come clear in the end. What kind of crazy motherfucker purposefully leaves the security of Umass and the UPS store? I guess it's not good enough anymore.
What will I do on school breaks? Sleep on couches, that's what.
I won't need a cellphone, or to bum rides. Finally, some independence.. or maybe just more shelter from the real world. Not ready for that shit yet, No way.
Already I'm nostalgic for a time that hasn't even happened yet.
~~~~Elly