By golly gee....
I am damn glad I am not in Virginia. It is very relaxing to be away from people and just be surrounded by my family and doggie. I've realized quite a few things over the last week or two especially in light of tying up some loose ends for getting ready for school and all.
I've become more independent over the last year. I'm not less emo necessarily, I'm just better at dealing with it myself.
I have far less tolerance for people than I used to. This is kinda sad, because I used to pride myself on being able to deal with annoying people, but I've been pushed a lot this year especially by my family members.
I enjoy stress and hard work. And I'm so damn ready to be around people who want to pull their own weight in groups.
I'm ready to move out. Like no joke. I was scared for a while, and there's still a part of my that's scared, but I'm confident about everything that moving out entails.
I hate Burke. I hate Virginia. I think if I was going to VA Tech for 4 years, I wouldn't have made it. I'm so excited to finally be getting out of here. It would be nice to get off of the east coast, or even out of the country for a change of pace and atmosphere, but out of Virginia is enough for now.
Give me books and I'm good for weeks without human contact. In fact, I would rather enjoy being a hermit with a gigantenormous library.
I can't wait for this summer to be over. There are only two reasons I want it to last and neither of them involves family or fear of moving out.
I could care less what the hell people are thinking about me. Sure we all say that, but really I just don't care anymore. People can look at me and say "Big fat whorish failure" and I would just keep walkin. Enjoyable.
This journal is pointless. Yeah. I don't even know why I got it in the first place. So as of the end of this summer, this journal is officially dead. Never to be used again. Kthxbye. Etc.
Happy belated 4th of July.
Oh yeah and I have 32 college credits. Bite me.
I've become more independent over the last year. I'm not less emo necessarily, I'm just better at dealing with it myself.
I have far less tolerance for people than I used to. This is kinda sad, because I used to pride myself on being able to deal with annoying people, but I've been pushed a lot this year especially by my family members.
I enjoy stress and hard work. And I'm so damn ready to be around people who want to pull their own weight in groups.
I'm ready to move out. Like no joke. I was scared for a while, and there's still a part of my that's scared, but I'm confident about everything that moving out entails.
I hate Burke. I hate Virginia. I think if I was going to VA Tech for 4 years, I wouldn't have made it. I'm so excited to finally be getting out of here. It would be nice to get off of the east coast, or even out of the country for a change of pace and atmosphere, but out of Virginia is enough for now.
Give me books and I'm good for weeks without human contact. In fact, I would rather enjoy being a hermit with a gigantenormous library.
I can't wait for this summer to be over. There are only two reasons I want it to last and neither of them involves family or fear of moving out.
I could care less what the hell people are thinking about me. Sure we all say that, but really I just don't care anymore. People can look at me and say "Big fat whorish failure" and I would just keep walkin. Enjoyable.
This journal is pointless. Yeah. I don't even know why I got it in the first place. So as of the end of this summer, this journal is officially dead. Never to be used again. Kthxbye. Etc.
Happy belated 4th of July.
Oh yeah and I have 32 college credits. Bite me.