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i miss northeastern. boo.
Summer is beautiful. I love driving home in the middle of the night with the music on and the windows down, I love going to parties with the kids I grew up with, I love how it's warm everyday and how for once we are not the cloudiest state in the country, I love living in the country, I loved Spain and Ireland, I love EVERYTHING. But, I seem to have developed ADD lately. Well, not just lately probably, but it's gotten worse anyway. No matter what I'm doing or where I am, I always have this underlying anxiousness to get to the next thing. At school I couldn't wait for traveling, In Spain, even though I was having the time of my life, I still couldn't wait to get back and start my real summer at home. And now that I'm home and have been home for a month, I can't wait to go back to Northeastern. I miss Boston, I miss my friends I miss... everything. And this is when the crappy part of the summer begins, when everyone else starts going back to school and I end up hanging around until the first week into September when I, FINALLY, go back to Boston. But oh well, I'll enjoy it while I can.
oh yeah, and between Ireland, Spain, and Vermont I am now officially an alchy. God help me.
Summer is beautiful. I love driving home in the middle of the night with the music on and the windows down, I love going to parties with the kids I grew up with, I love how it's warm everyday and how for once we are not the cloudiest state in the country, I love living in the country, I loved Spain and Ireland, I love EVERYTHING. But, I seem to have developed ADD lately. Well, not just lately probably, but it's gotten worse anyway. No matter what I'm doing or where I am, I always have this underlying anxiousness to get to the next thing. At school I couldn't wait for traveling, In Spain, even though I was having the time of my life, I still couldn't wait to get back and start my real summer at home. And now that I'm home and have been home for a month, I can't wait to go back to Northeastern. I miss Boston, I miss my friends I miss... everything. And this is when the crappy part of the summer begins, when everyone else starts going back to school and I end up hanging around until the first week into September when I, FINALLY, go back to Boston. But oh well, I'll enjoy it while I can.
oh yeah, and between Ireland, Spain, and Vermont I am now officially an alchy. God help me.