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We went back to Earl today. Hm.
It was ... weird. Familiar and weird at the same time. It's been an entire semester and it still somehow feels like Earl is my school and U of O is just some place I've been visiting a lot. I guess this was probably what it was like when I started high school, too, though in retrospect I can't fathom why I ever would have missed WEJ -- or if I did in the first place. I hope not, WEJ sucked.
But yeah. I don't know... it was nice to see some of the staff and students again. It was nice to sit in the upper foyer with Candice, Tania and Sindie and talk to the random familiar faces who walked by. I don't hate university as much as I did when I started, and I did manage to find people to talk to in my classes, but come January it'll be an entirely new world again and it's unlikely any of the people I've befriened will even be in any of my classes. My professors always talk about how university is where you make your "real" friends for the rest of your life, but I don't see it. I make acquaintances but I doubt if any of them will be anything other than that.
I also don't know about the program. The thing with English is that I don't end up doing it because I "love" it, I do it because it happens to be the least of all evils. I couldn't handle sciences, like hell do I want to go into business, the humanities hardly interest me, and basically that leaves English. I like it, I guess, it's... interesting enough, and I'm doing okay in the whole two English courses I have this semester, but... I dunno. It's not life-changing or riveting and I have no idea how in God's name knowing about Sidney and Spenser and Marvell and Donne is going to help me get a job. I guess the answer is that it won't. LIRL
I still have my friends, but our schedules are hard to coordinate. I should get a job, because all I ever fucking do is waste time, but I'm worried that if I do my once-a-week social life will diminish into a never-social-life, and then I would have to kill myself. I should care about money and school and all the responsibilities I am innevitably going to have in the near future, but I don't. The only thing I have any motivation to do is hang out with my friends. That is it. I suppose having a Bachelor's will be great and all (you know, so I can flip burgers or something and join the underemployment rate -- huzzah for Communications teaching me that term!) but I really don't care. I have about zero goals. For real.
Also my laptop is dead or something. This is tragic because it is my best technological friend, lirl. CURSE YOU AUTOMATIC UPDATE that actually seemed to downgrade my computer to failure. ...BUT ON THE BRIGHT SIDE I JUST DISCOVERED I HAVE ALL MY PROM PHOTOS ON THIS COMPUTER TOO. YESS. AND ALMOST EVERY OTHER PHOTO IS STILL ON MY CAMERA. YESSSSS. I WIN. They were pretty much the only data I'm worried about, lirl, as all the other stuff is just pointless shit and essays I've alreay handed in and stuff I can live without. Yay! Huzzah, fate.
Um... what else. Since my last update we got another fucking foot of snow. A FOOT. IN A NIGHT. It was retarded I waited for the bus for 40 fucking minutes in the cold and my toes went numb >|
I always write a lot in these. I'm going to stop because I'm not really saying anything.
Oh. HAPPY yesterday BIRTHDAY SARAH. WHOOOOO.
It was ... weird. Familiar and weird at the same time. It's been an entire semester and it still somehow feels like Earl is my school and U of O is just some place I've been visiting a lot. I guess this was probably what it was like when I started high school, too, though in retrospect I can't fathom why I ever would have missed WEJ -- or if I did in the first place. I hope not, WEJ sucked.
But yeah. I don't know... it was nice to see some of the staff and students again. It was nice to sit in the upper foyer with Candice, Tania and Sindie and talk to the random familiar faces who walked by. I don't hate university as much as I did when I started, and I did manage to find people to talk to in my classes, but come January it'll be an entirely new world again and it's unlikely any of the people I've befriened will even be in any of my classes. My professors always talk about how university is where you make your "real" friends for the rest of your life, but I don't see it. I make acquaintances but I doubt if any of them will be anything other than that.
I also don't know about the program. The thing with English is that I don't end up doing it because I "love" it, I do it because it happens to be the least of all evils. I couldn't handle sciences, like hell do I want to go into business, the humanities hardly interest me, and basically that leaves English. I like it, I guess, it's... interesting enough, and I'm doing okay in the whole two English courses I have this semester, but... I dunno. It's not life-changing or riveting and I have no idea how in God's name knowing about Sidney and Spenser and Marvell and Donne is going to help me get a job. I guess the answer is that it won't. LIRL
I still have my friends, but our schedules are hard to coordinate. I should get a job, because all I ever fucking do is waste time, but I'm worried that if I do my once-a-week social life will diminish into a never-social-life, and then I would have to kill myself. I should care about money and school and all the responsibilities I am innevitably going to have in the near future, but I don't. The only thing I have any motivation to do is hang out with my friends. That is it. I suppose having a Bachelor's will be great and all (you know, so I can flip burgers or something and join the underemployment rate -- huzzah for Communications teaching me that term!) but I really don't care. I have about zero goals. For real.
Also my laptop is dead or something. This is tragic because it is my best technological friend, lirl. CURSE YOU AUTOMATIC UPDATE that actually seemed to downgrade my computer to failure. ...BUT ON THE BRIGHT SIDE I JUST DISCOVERED I HAVE ALL MY PROM PHOTOS ON THIS COMPUTER TOO. YESS. AND ALMOST EVERY OTHER PHOTO IS STILL ON MY CAMERA. YESSSSS. I WIN. They were pretty much the only data I'm worried about, lirl, as all the other stuff is just pointless shit and essays I've alreay handed in and stuff I can live without. Yay! Huzzah, fate.
Um... what else. Since my last update we got another fucking foot of snow. A FOOT. IN A NIGHT. It was retarded I waited for the bus for 40 fucking minutes in the cold and my toes went numb >|
I always write a lot in these. I'm going to stop because I'm not really saying anything.
Oh. HAPPY yesterday BIRTHDAY SARAH. WHOOOOO.