"Please write my folks, and throw away my keys..."
I spent my last Saturday as a college student drinking rum and coke and playing Apples to Apples and Catchphrase with three of my roommates, one of their friends, and my friend Joe, who I've known since freshman year. It was amazing, has undoubtedly led to several new inside jokes and made us realize we pat way too much attention to pop culture.
I'm really kind of sad about graduation. I've lived with O'Dea pretty much since freshman year, known Christine since orientation and have bonded with Kberry and Kazi a ton in the past two years. Plus, Mairin and Kelly, and Joe - who I never see outside of school anyway. All the underclassmen are finishing up with finals and going home and it's going to be so weird not to just see them walking around campus next year because I'm supposed to have a real job by then. Ugh.
Also, yeah, a job. I'm kind of freaked out and need to put way more energy into applying or I'm going to end up begging David Bethoney to give me a job at Roche's for an entire year. Yeah, I can pull it off, but why would I want to. I hate the kitchen half the time and people get moved around way too much. God forbid I end up back in Westboro with my students. I can't decide if it would be weirder to have them call me Ms. Dumas or Megan at work if this happened.
Overall, the goal is to have a fucking awesome summer and get a job. There's a ton of concert dates lined up and I'm going to go on vacation this year if it kills me. Really, I haven't been in at least two years. I really want to have a lot of fun and figure out some kind of plan for the next few years which should eventually include moving out and having a stable job. Now, about that job part. I'm going to hop off here and get on that.
I'm really kind of sad about graduation. I've lived with O'Dea pretty much since freshman year, known Christine since orientation and have bonded with Kberry and Kazi a ton in the past two years. Plus, Mairin and Kelly, and Joe - who I never see outside of school anyway. All the underclassmen are finishing up with finals and going home and it's going to be so weird not to just see them walking around campus next year because I'm supposed to have a real job by then. Ugh.
Also, yeah, a job. I'm kind of freaked out and need to put way more energy into applying or I'm going to end up begging David Bethoney to give me a job at Roche's for an entire year. Yeah, I can pull it off, but why would I want to. I hate the kitchen half the time and people get moved around way too much. God forbid I end up back in Westboro with my students. I can't decide if it would be weirder to have them call me Ms. Dumas or Megan at work if this happened.
Overall, the goal is to have a fucking awesome summer and get a job. There's a ton of concert dates lined up and I'm going to go on vacation this year if it kills me. Really, I haven't been in at least two years. I really want to have a lot of fun and figure out some kind of plan for the next few years which should eventually include moving out and having a stable job. Now, about that job part. I'm going to hop off here and get on that.