Another year gone
Whether I survived or not remains to be seen. College is a time-sucking vortex of alternating win and fail. There is so much I could discuss... And I might, later, after a solid weekend of sleep.
Amazing thing happened; I got money, went to Borders and didn't spend a cent. Kinda weird. I made a lot of friends, got exposed to chat roulette, had my mind utterly destroyed with horrible literature (and I'm not talking about Twilight), and had a serious amount of alcohol for the first time in my life. My experiences were ... disappointing seems like a good word. On the one hand, yay, finally tested my limits, on the other hand: got through something like five bottles of Mike's, part of a bottle of Hypnotiq and some rum, and all I got was sleepy. Keep in mind, this was like the Saturday before FInals week. I ended up falling asleep. I know it wasn't passing out simply because I remember and was able to control everything up to the point of actually dreaming.
I made friends. Lots of friends. Some still like me at the end of the year, so, not really. I found a roommate for next year, signed up for Summer school courses, and got most of my shit together. It's taking too long though. I need to get better at being responsible. I'm twenty, damnit.
I'll post more later, when my mom's not coming to pick me up and take me back to Chicago.
Amazing thing happened; I got money, went to Borders and didn't spend a cent. Kinda weird. I made a lot of friends, got exposed to chat roulette, had my mind utterly destroyed with horrible literature (and I'm not talking about Twilight), and had a serious amount of alcohol for the first time in my life. My experiences were ... disappointing seems like a good word. On the one hand, yay, finally tested my limits, on the other hand: got through something like five bottles of Mike's, part of a bottle of Hypnotiq and some rum, and all I got was sleepy. Keep in mind, this was like the Saturday before FInals week. I ended up falling asleep. I know it wasn't passing out simply because I remember and was able to control everything up to the point of actually dreaming.
I made friends. Lots of friends. Some still like me at the end of the year, so, not really. I found a roommate for next year, signed up for Summer school courses, and got most of my shit together. It's taking too long though. I need to get better at being responsible. I'm twenty, damnit.
I'll post more later, when my mom's not coming to pick me up and take me back to Chicago.