Jun 26, 2005 01:36
Some things that have been happening the past week or so have made me realize one of the reasons I hate this place so much more than Carbondale: I don't fit in here.
In Carbondale, all my friends are genuine. Matt, Andrea, Charlot, Grant, Zach, etc. They don't put up anything that isn't there. Most of the people here are so hidden about everything. I can never tell who likes me or who hates me. There are only a select few people here that I can really count on for everything.
There are some very nice people that I could consider friends here besides those select few, but they're always either too busy, don't pick up their phones, or stand me up for plans.
When I get back, I'll have a lot of things to look forward to. I'll be able to live in my own place by myself, I'll have good classes as opposed to this Lincoln Land bullshit, I'll have the chance to hang out with one of the sweetest girls I've ever talked to, I'll get to take care of a cat that I adore immensely (though it'll be depressing to see Andrea leave)...
This next month needs to come and go quickly, and I need to be able to pack up all the few things I'll miss here with me whenever I go back, even though it's not possible.
I feel so eighth grade.