Jun 08, 2007 02:31
I'm sat here at two thirty in the morning and I've not even bothered starting to pack yet. I have all these things around me and they all represent the memories that I've made for myself here. I hate this town and I hate the people in it. But at the same time I love it and think that it's my home and I love the people in it. They're all such utter cunts that I wouldn't change for the world.
I don't know.
Maybe I'm listening to the wrong kind of music (orchestra sad stuff from Kingdom Hearts... I know, videogame music :P ) but... I'm just really bummed out. I'm never going to live this well or this freely with my friends ever again. I'm going to be working in a job constantly from now until I'm in my late fifties and the prospect scares the hell out of me.
I can't help but think that there are people here that are doing masters so they can avoid it. They can avoid the concept of growing up, moving on and becoming an adult. I don't mean to sound mean but if there's one thing that people have learnt about me in the last four years is that I only say things to people that I think can take it. Ever notice that?
I never ragged on people that I didn't think could take it.
I've changed so much in the last four years and I just wanna say thank you to everyone out there.
you all know who you are. sorry... i'm kinda loosing containment over here. I'm gonna go do a rare thing for me. I'm probably going to sit in a dark room, crying about the fact I didn't take more pictures.
There's some advice for all you doing masters.
Take more pictures.