You may find the answer written on the wall
Sitting on my bed, an open copy of Seventeen at my side (and, let's be honest, I should've stopped reading that crap at... 17, but what the hell. I don't pay for the subscription,) after a day of beach-filled goodness and still in my bathing suit, listening to the 500 Days of Summer soundtrack and writing one hell of a run-on sentence = very, very good times.
I feel so lovely in this moment. There are a few things getting me down and I have been a tad irritable lately, but, in this moment, I'm so undeniably content. This summer has been far from perfect: I have no job, I haven't read one book (which really is awful) and I have felt very restless. That said, I've still loved it. I know I shouldn't be all, *zomgitzovar*, because it's not. But it is August and this longer than long summer is on it's last legs.
I think this summer will be the last I have like this. It MIGHT even be the last I spend primarily in the Tri-Town, assuming I either get an internship or go down the Cape for work next summer... I don't know if I want to spend an entire summer on the cape, though x-x. I mean, good money, but much as I like the summer-y aspects of summer, I don't like the idea of spending all my time in a tourist trap. Seafood and mini-golf get old fast.
I went into this summer believing it needed to be a time of transition and profound change. It hasn't been that, but it's alright. I know there are things about me that need adjusting; in some ways, I have a lot of growing up to do. Being home does anchor me and the emptiness I felt second semester is completelty gonem. I'm a goof, I'm stubborn, I can be a right bitch, but mostly I'm just myself--and at Clark I guess I kind of forgot how to be that way.
And it's when I think back on how I felt then that I worry Clark is a bad fit... and then I remember it was a new place, I was lonely, emotionally compromised and I had been holding myself back. If the problem was me, then this semester should change for the better. If that wasn't the problem, then we'll see and go from there...
I'm ready to meet some new people, reconnect with a few others and have a damn good year. Bam.
Mm, it's so sunny out still. What a perfect day. Tomorrow I'm hoping to relax for the most part before going to dinner with a family friend. I'm sure it will be fine, but I'm not entirely enthusiastic about it. Still, they're only visiting the States for August, so I should just suck it up and enjoy dinner with these perfectly lovely, semi-stranger-friends-of-Weave. And then Monday I'll be in Boston for the day which, weather permitting, should be lovely.
Oh, and I want to see 500 Days of Summer again :).
I feel so lovely in this moment. There are a few things getting me down and I have been a tad irritable lately, but, in this moment, I'm so undeniably content. This summer has been far from perfect: I have no job, I haven't read one book (which really is awful) and I have felt very restless. That said, I've still loved it. I know I shouldn't be all, *zomgitzovar*, because it's not. But it is August and this longer than long summer is on it's last legs.
I think this summer will be the last I have like this. It MIGHT even be the last I spend primarily in the Tri-Town, assuming I either get an internship or go down the Cape for work next summer... I don't know if I want to spend an entire summer on the cape, though x-x. I mean, good money, but much as I like the summer-y aspects of summer, I don't like the idea of spending all my time in a tourist trap. Seafood and mini-golf get old fast.
I went into this summer believing it needed to be a time of transition and profound change. It hasn't been that, but it's alright. I know there are things about me that need adjusting; in some ways, I have a lot of growing up to do. Being home does anchor me and the emptiness I felt second semester is completelty gonem. I'm a goof, I'm stubborn, I can be a right bitch, but mostly I'm just myself--and at Clark I guess I kind of forgot how to be that way.
And it's when I think back on how I felt then that I worry Clark is a bad fit... and then I remember it was a new place, I was lonely, emotionally compromised and I had been holding myself back. If the problem was me, then this semester should change for the better. If that wasn't the problem, then we'll see and go from there...
I'm ready to meet some new people, reconnect with a few others and have a damn good year. Bam.
Mm, it's so sunny out still. What a perfect day. Tomorrow I'm hoping to relax for the most part before going to dinner with a family friend. I'm sure it will be fine, but I'm not entirely enthusiastic about it. Still, they're only visiting the States for August, so I should just suck it up and enjoy dinner with these perfectly lovely, semi-stranger-friends-of-Weave. And then Monday I'll be in Boston for the day which, weather permitting, should be lovely.
Oh, and I want to see 500 Days of Summer again :).