ain't no cure for the summertime blues
i am sitting, after doing muchos dishes, having a very long very early lecture, and attempting to contact studylink about my living costs, and i am having a goddamn beer. BECAUSE I CAN.
i fucking love being a student, you know? even the 634 page course readers, even the fucking around with studylink because they can't get anything right, even having to fight my way past first years if i want a coffee. okay, maybe not the last two so much, but hey're all still better than working fulltime.
this is the first year i haven't been willing to step into traffic so i didn't have to go to work by the end of the summer, and for that i'm grateful.
but if you EVER hear me even suggest that i might want to turn this retail job into a full-time gig, hit me with that course reader 'kay?
i might be Harriet-less, i might be swallowed by honours work, i might even be so broke i'm back to living on instant noodles and sweet chilli sauce, but goddamn it it's a fantastic life and i wouldn't trade it for anything less than a full scholarship somewhere colder. XD
i don't *care* if i do a better job than my replacement at work, because i love university. the process, the comraderie, the commiseration; it is all fuel for me. i was born to study, and i am going to stick to it for as long as humanly possible.
and then? well i might just do it all over again.
i mean, i don't have to pay my loan off if i'm still studying, right?
i fucking love being a student, you know? even the 634 page course readers, even the fucking around with studylink because they can't get anything right, even having to fight my way past first years if i want a coffee. okay, maybe not the last two so much, but hey're all still better than working fulltime.
this is the first year i haven't been willing to step into traffic so i didn't have to go to work by the end of the summer, and for that i'm grateful.
but if you EVER hear me even suggest that i might want to turn this retail job into a full-time gig, hit me with that course reader 'kay?
i might be Harriet-less, i might be swallowed by honours work, i might even be so broke i'm back to living on instant noodles and sweet chilli sauce, but goddamn it it's a fantastic life and i wouldn't trade it for anything less than a full scholarship somewhere colder. XD
i don't *care* if i do a better job than my replacement at work, because i love university. the process, the comraderie, the commiseration; it is all fuel for me. i was born to study, and i am going to stick to it for as long as humanly possible.
and then? well i might just do it all over again.
i mean, i don't have to pay my loan off if i'm still studying, right?