ho hum
I was linked to a rant on livejournal this morning, which reminded me that I have a livejournal, and that I haven't used it in a long time. And it's been much longer since I posted regularly.
So I'm not so sure why I felt like posting again, but I did.
Probably something to do with reading a lot of my old entries (and cringing). I started this LJ a long time ago. I'm sure I'll do the same thing 5 years from now. Cringe, I mean. And being a college freshman, I seem predisposed to being dumb and making bad decisions.
On the other hand, taking a gap year was probably the best decision I've ever made. I needed a break from living in this country, and being obligated to schoolwork. And I spent nearly a year in Israel, and Egypt, Turkey, Greece, places that both do and don't resemble home.
And now I'm a student. In North Carolina! Despite the urban enough location of Durham and the fact that I'm on big college campus, the North Carolina aspect kind of makes me laugh. I'm sure not in New York anymore.
Distance from New York doesn't seem like such a bad thing given the Imminent Doom of a US economic collapse. Or something. With my dad freaking out about it, living at home wouldn't be too pleasant right now. I've refrained from snide comments about his encouragement that I join him in the financial/whatever sector. :)
And hey, I got to miss nearly all of the presidential primary insanity so I'm not quite as sick of the US elections as everyone else here. I've helped to register new voters on campus because college students should vote, but I refuse to fully enter the crazy of being part of a campaign.
I have heard a very credible rumor that Barack Obama kicks puppies in his spare time though. Really. I got it in an email.
Since I'm in Durham, I'm also about 2.5 hours away from Camp Lejeune, where my boyfriend and brother are still stationed. While 18-24 year old males can share fratboy qualities no matter where they are, I am still sometimes disconcerted by the differences in the 'college' and 'military' bubbles. I wake up at about 10 AM for my first class some mornings, and by then Joe has already been awake for 5 hours. And he's probably cleaning his rifle.
That, and they are already slated to deploy to Afghanistan in the new year. Just got home this past summer and off they go again. Although one reason to be glad I live in Durham and not closer to base is that it provides an easy escape from military girlfriend/wife dramatics. When the word came down that they'd be going to Afghanistan, I was asked by several women if Joe and I would get married because of it.
We've been together for closing in on 2 years now. And I'm 19 years old. Marriage? Really? This isn't a B-level movie. We're not getting married just because he's going to war again. Occasionally the military wives scene makes me feel like I've entered some sort of second version of high school. No thanks!
Maybe I should start updating this thing regularly again. I really haven't kept any other form of a journal otherwise, using the LJ again is not a bad idea.
So I'm not so sure why I felt like posting again, but I did.
Probably something to do with reading a lot of my old entries (and cringing). I started this LJ a long time ago. I'm sure I'll do the same thing 5 years from now. Cringe, I mean. And being a college freshman, I seem predisposed to being dumb and making bad decisions.
On the other hand, taking a gap year was probably the best decision I've ever made. I needed a break from living in this country, and being obligated to schoolwork. And I spent nearly a year in Israel, and Egypt, Turkey, Greece, places that both do and don't resemble home.
And now I'm a student. In North Carolina! Despite the urban enough location of Durham and the fact that I'm on big college campus, the North Carolina aspect kind of makes me laugh. I'm sure not in New York anymore.
Distance from New York doesn't seem like such a bad thing given the Imminent Doom of a US economic collapse. Or something. With my dad freaking out about it, living at home wouldn't be too pleasant right now. I've refrained from snide comments about his encouragement that I join him in the financial/whatever sector. :)
And hey, I got to miss nearly all of the presidential primary insanity so I'm not quite as sick of the US elections as everyone else here. I've helped to register new voters on campus because college students should vote, but I refuse to fully enter the crazy of being part of a campaign.
I have heard a very credible rumor that Barack Obama kicks puppies in his spare time though. Really. I got it in an email.
Since I'm in Durham, I'm also about 2.5 hours away from Camp Lejeune, where my boyfriend and brother are still stationed. While 18-24 year old males can share fratboy qualities no matter where they are, I am still sometimes disconcerted by the differences in the 'college' and 'military' bubbles. I wake up at about 10 AM for my first class some mornings, and by then Joe has already been awake for 5 hours. And he's probably cleaning his rifle.
That, and they are already slated to deploy to Afghanistan in the new year. Just got home this past summer and off they go again. Although one reason to be glad I live in Durham and not closer to base is that it provides an easy escape from military girlfriend/wife dramatics. When the word came down that they'd be going to Afghanistan, I was asked by several women if Joe and I would get married because of it.
We've been together for closing in on 2 years now. And I'm 19 years old. Marriage? Really? This isn't a B-level movie. We're not getting married just because he's going to war again. Occasionally the military wives scene makes me feel like I've entered some sort of second version of high school. No thanks!
Maybe I should start updating this thing regularly again. I really haven't kept any other form of a journal otherwise, using the LJ again is not a bad idea.