The Nature of (Stu)Dying
Hey guys?
It kinda hit me just now that university has begun. I mean, like this is a permanent situation I'm in. I sit on the 53 and sway on the Yonge line four mornings a week and trudge to some lecture hall/class and endure whatever the professor spews at me and escape the room only to spend 1 or 3 hours, depending on the day of the week, feeling like I must be the lonliest person on this rock we call Earth and then drag myself to yet another lecture hall/class and survive yet another shower of words, half of which I either don't listen to/don't understand/don't give a fuck about and then I slouch into an empty subway seat and try not to fall asleep and make the shortest phone calls in history between Summerhill and Rosedale and then shove onto the 53 and hope I make it off alive and then stumble down Old Kennedy which feels as far as Marathon at this point in time and then wait for your call and then wait for you and then be with you and then fall asleep way too early and then stay up way too late.
And then do it all again.
And well, if that's not intense I don't know what is.
May the Freeman be with you (and me),
Caroline
It kinda hit me just now that university has begun. I mean, like this is a permanent situation I'm in. I sit on the 53 and sway on the Yonge line four mornings a week and trudge to some lecture hall/class and endure whatever the professor spews at me and escape the room only to spend 1 or 3 hours, depending on the day of the week, feeling like I must be the lonliest person on this rock we call Earth and then drag myself to yet another lecture hall/class and survive yet another shower of words, half of which I either don't listen to/don't understand/don't give a fuck about and then I slouch into an empty subway seat and try not to fall asleep and make the shortest phone calls in history between Summerhill and Rosedale and then shove onto the 53 and hope I make it off alive and then stumble down Old Kennedy which feels as far as Marathon at this point in time and then wait for your call and then wait for you and then be with you and then fall asleep way too early and then stay up way too late.
And then do it all again.
And well, if that's not intense I don't know what is.
May the Freeman be with you (and me),
Caroline