Attention, Attention
Summer is almost over and I feel I haven't done close to half the things I told myself and others I would be doing before I went back to school.
I haven't hung out with my friends enough, haven't spoken to my Geneseo friends enough, Didn't read all the books I said I would in preparation for next semester and/or for fun.
Today I Finally told Target to shove it, in the form of my two weeks notice, my last day is August 6th. Of course my parents are upset, they think I should stay longer, I couldn't give a fuck less really. At least I'll have more time to see friends now. And I must call Mr. Wojcik because I'm going to the studio to record new poems. Funny how even with two jobs I feel like I'm being lazy or inactive or have become a shut-in. The last of these concerns I feel is the worst. I mean I'd be lying if I said I had a lively social life in High School, but now that I've been out and I'm home I feel I should be hanging out with the people I care for and are no longer sitting classrooms with me. Not seeing them makes me worry that they'll think I've forgotten about them. I really haven't. Then thinking that they think I've forgotten about them adds to my own negative feelings about making it seem that I have forgotten them.
Sometimes being anti-social seems like it'd be a good idea if someone could keep it up forever. I don't want to be anti-social, and yet somehow I feel too weird, or scared of calling up someone and making plans.
I'm still mourning over Half Blood Prince, don't worry, no spoilers seeing as everyone knew someone was dying anyway. Now all you know is that I'm mourning them, which only really tells you that the person who dies isn't some first year Hufflepuff's second cousin twice removed, though I'm sure to that particular family the person's death would be cause for mourning.
So I've only really told you somebody dies. and I'm Mourning. Good Night.
I haven't hung out with my friends enough, haven't spoken to my Geneseo friends enough, Didn't read all the books I said I would in preparation for next semester and/or for fun.
Today I Finally told Target to shove it, in the form of my two weeks notice, my last day is August 6th. Of course my parents are upset, they think I should stay longer, I couldn't give a fuck less really. At least I'll have more time to see friends now. And I must call Mr. Wojcik because I'm going to the studio to record new poems. Funny how even with two jobs I feel like I'm being lazy or inactive or have become a shut-in. The last of these concerns I feel is the worst. I mean I'd be lying if I said I had a lively social life in High School, but now that I've been out and I'm home I feel I should be hanging out with the people I care for and are no longer sitting classrooms with me. Not seeing them makes me worry that they'll think I've forgotten about them. I really haven't. Then thinking that they think I've forgotten about them adds to my own negative feelings about making it seem that I have forgotten them.
Sometimes being anti-social seems like it'd be a good idea if someone could keep it up forever. I don't want to be anti-social, and yet somehow I feel too weird, or scared of calling up someone and making plans.
I'm still mourning over Half Blood Prince, don't worry, no spoilers seeing as everyone knew someone was dying anyway. Now all you know is that I'm mourning them, which only really tells you that the person who dies isn't some first year Hufflepuff's second cousin twice removed, though I'm sure to that particular family the person's death would be cause for mourning.
So I've only really told you somebody dies. and I'm Mourning. Good Night.