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I use my MySpace blog more than I use this anymore. More people read my blog. But there are people that use this more than MySpace, sooooo I am going to share some stuff here.
So, the Bonaventure Art and Media Fair was this weekend. Friday was kindof slow, but Saturday was better. The highlights for me were Pollock and Icecream Social. But everyone already knew that. 4/6 of Pollock crashed in my room. It was a grand time.
How about this weather, eh? It's about flippin' time. Minus the fact that it's supposed to rain all throughout Spring Weekend. Bah.
So, the end of the semester keeps getting closer and closer. The weeks refuse to slow the heck down. I'm pretty ready to get the heck out of here, but at the same time, I know I'm going to miss this place. I'm really psyched to move closer to Michael and all of our wonderful friends. I'm psyched I'll be able to see him, and them, more than once a week. I'm psyched to have more control over my life. I'm even really psyched about having tons of responsibilities and paying bills and whatnot. I am not psyched that soon, I won't be able to meet Ron in the Quad, or at the Hickey. I'm not psyched that I won't be able to just walk over to Shay-Lo and say hi to Lauren. I'm not psyched that I won't be able to walk across campus and randomly run into someone that I know who will make me smile. It's all so complicated though. I'll miss it, but I wouldn't want to come back for another year. I'm DONE with school. And next year wouldn't be any fun anyway. Ron will be in Spain. Only a few of us would even be here anymore anyway. Hands down, last year was the best year ever. It really doesn't get any better than that. So yes, I'll miss Bonas, but there's no way I'd come back. Unless I don't graduate of course. Which is a possibility that is putting tons of stress on me lately. I'm working so hard, and in all reality it might just be too late. As much as I'm stressing, I'm kind of over it. If I don't graduate, that sucks. But I'll still move, and I'll commute back for a class or two. Big deal. I'll have to pay for it, yes, but that's fine. I'd rather be $3,000 in debt than $114,000. Thanks to the parents for saving me from that. So, this is my babbling about the end of school. Congrats for making it through my rambling. Hopefully I'll make it through school on time without too much trouble.
So, the Bonaventure Art and Media Fair was this weekend. Friday was kindof slow, but Saturday was better. The highlights for me were Pollock and Icecream Social. But everyone already knew that. 4/6 of Pollock crashed in my room. It was a grand time.
How about this weather, eh? It's about flippin' time. Minus the fact that it's supposed to rain all throughout Spring Weekend. Bah.
So, the end of the semester keeps getting closer and closer. The weeks refuse to slow the heck down. I'm pretty ready to get the heck out of here, but at the same time, I know I'm going to miss this place. I'm really psyched to move closer to Michael and all of our wonderful friends. I'm psyched I'll be able to see him, and them, more than once a week. I'm psyched to have more control over my life. I'm even really psyched about having tons of responsibilities and paying bills and whatnot. I am not psyched that soon, I won't be able to meet Ron in the Quad, or at the Hickey. I'm not psyched that I won't be able to just walk over to Shay-Lo and say hi to Lauren. I'm not psyched that I won't be able to walk across campus and randomly run into someone that I know who will make me smile. It's all so complicated though. I'll miss it, but I wouldn't want to come back for another year. I'm DONE with school. And next year wouldn't be any fun anyway. Ron will be in Spain. Only a few of us would even be here anymore anyway. Hands down, last year was the best year ever. It really doesn't get any better than that. So yes, I'll miss Bonas, but there's no way I'd come back. Unless I don't graduate of course. Which is a possibility that is putting tons of stress on me lately. I'm working so hard, and in all reality it might just be too late. As much as I'm stressing, I'm kind of over it. If I don't graduate, that sucks. But I'll still move, and I'll commute back for a class or two. Big deal. I'll have to pay for it, yes, but that's fine. I'd rather be $3,000 in debt than $114,000. Thanks to the parents for saving me from that. So, this is my babbling about the end of school. Congrats for making it through my rambling. Hopefully I'll make it through school on time without too much trouble.