Vatch Me Pull An Inferior Race Out Of My Hat, For That is Where They Belong: My Hat
hows everyone doing?
It doesn't seem like im leaving soon, but any glance at a calendar, be it wall or desk, will say that I am in fact leaving very soon. I have one more day of work at Old Salem Village, and hopefully maybe less than one more week at the Y, then i have a week before i leave on the 3rd. I cant fuckin' wait. It's amazing to me how i could've shifted stances on the whole college thing. At first, i was scared and didnt want a roomate, and now i want to leave more than anything, and there are such cool fuckin cats there that I am not worried about anything.
I have been really tired lately. I yawn every five minutes and feel really fatigued. I can't wait to get back into a good sleep schedule so i dont feel like an overworked Taiwanese sweatshop employee stuck swimming in a tidal wave.
its very hard to believe that i am going away. i have been living in Danvers for much longer than I think. I moved here in the beginning of sixth grade, and it still seems like I jsut graduated middle school. I dont feel older. 1995 is ten years ago, but it doesnt seem like ten years. I was in third grade then, and now im gonna be a college freshmen. Pretty soon shit's jsut gonna fly by.
I hate it when people in college say that college flies by. High school was supposed to be incredible, but it flew by, and for the most part, sucked. I want to make college last as long as possible, because i dont want to hot 2009 and say, "wow, what happened to the last four years?"
Life is speeding up, but my urge to grow up is slowing down.
It doesn't seem like im leaving soon, but any glance at a calendar, be it wall or desk, will say that I am in fact leaving very soon. I have one more day of work at Old Salem Village, and hopefully maybe less than one more week at the Y, then i have a week before i leave on the 3rd. I cant fuckin' wait. It's amazing to me how i could've shifted stances on the whole college thing. At first, i was scared and didnt want a roomate, and now i want to leave more than anything, and there are such cool fuckin cats there that I am not worried about anything.
I have been really tired lately. I yawn every five minutes and feel really fatigued. I can't wait to get back into a good sleep schedule so i dont feel like an overworked Taiwanese sweatshop employee stuck swimming in a tidal wave.
its very hard to believe that i am going away. i have been living in Danvers for much longer than I think. I moved here in the beginning of sixth grade, and it still seems like I jsut graduated middle school. I dont feel older. 1995 is ten years ago, but it doesnt seem like ten years. I was in third grade then, and now im gonna be a college freshmen. Pretty soon shit's jsut gonna fly by.
I hate it when people in college say that college flies by. High school was supposed to be incredible, but it flew by, and for the most part, sucked. I want to make college last as long as possible, because i dont want to hot 2009 and say, "wow, what happened to the last four years?"
Life is speeding up, but my urge to grow up is slowing down.