Jan 09, 2007 17:24
I hang out with a freshman during lunch sometimes and for the life of him, he does not understand my incredible excitement at the prospect of graduating and going off to college. He especially does not understand my eagerness to live in a dorm. He, of course, insists that he'll live with his parents until he's 25. While I find his opinion refreshing compared to all the angsty-whine about parents around me, but I can't help but think "See how you feel in a few years."
I love my parents, but it's just all the small things that are really beginning to irritate me. For instance: I can't be in a car with my dad without contemplating patricide. Cars are small, confined spaces in which you are super aware of the people surrounding you. Every time he rubs his neck and shoulders I want to pull my hair out. The way he taps the dashboard with his finger nails at red lights drives me crazy. And I cannot stand his yawns. They're unnecessarily loud and obnoxious. Sucking in air should not make so much noise. And he always yawns. Because he's always tired. Because he can never sleep at night.
It's all these small things that are driving me insane. I really need some space. But I know for a fact that I'm going to be homesick when I first go away. Doesn't change the fact that I am really looking foreword to it.
college,
bitching