Sayonara Stumptown
Today is the death of summer. I'm taking the red eye to New York, and I have to start making decisions about classes and going abroad right away. I'm not ready for the switch in lifestyle yet. It wasn't that it was a lazy summer. I worked legitimately hard, but after work, you're done. There is nothing else you should be doing. There is no paper you should be writing; you don't have to feel guilty about 'wasting' time; you can simply enjoy yourself. I've had such a pleasant summer at the Pied Cow, walking the aisles of Powell's, and attending concerts on a whim. Everywhere I went, I ran into awesome people who were up for lively conversation.
I'm more than ready to see Natalia and the rest of my Columbia droogs. I mean I love college. It's school I hate. Columbia is being it's self again and going out of its way to be a royal pain in the ass when it comes to scheduling. Like every year, summer went by so fast. I'm excited to move in. I am living in a Barnard dorm again, which means I get to assert my masculinity by opening jars and killing spiders for all the ladies in the building. It looks like I'll even have some fascinating classes, but I'm just dreading those first assignments already. Really all I want to do is lay in the sun with my friends- for a living. Is that so much to ask?
I'm more than ready to see Natalia and the rest of my Columbia droogs. I mean I love college. It's school I hate. Columbia is being it's self again and going out of its way to be a royal pain in the ass when it comes to scheduling. Like every year, summer went by so fast. I'm excited to move in. I am living in a Barnard dorm again, which means I get to assert my masculinity by opening jars and killing spiders for all the ladies in the building. It looks like I'll even have some fascinating classes, but I'm just dreading those first assignments already. Really all I want to do is lay in the sun with my friends- for a living. Is that so much to ask?