summertime
so, the end of the school year is upon me, and i have mixed feelings. part of me is psyched just to get the hell out of here because i am tired of this place, but part of me knows that i will really miss it too. like, wherever i live next year, i'm sure that my walk to the bathroom early in the morning won't include views of tranquil lawns, polychromatic floral landscaping, and beautiful trees. and i won't be able to run around outside screaming and being obnoxious at 3 on a saturday night because everyone's up anyways. next year such behavior would probably get the cops called on me. and i won't be able to eat shitty fries and ice cream at 11 at night during the week, which in the long run my figure will thank me for, but on those nights when i really want gross fries and ice cream, i will miss late night at college 8. i am trying to be optimistic about the summer, although i am kind of afraid that i will be really lonely and depressed, as i tend to get over the summers (except for last summer, which was the shit). but really, i know it will be good if i just stay positive about the possibilities it holds and make sure i don't let myself sit around in my room.