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Wow, how far we've come. And yet...not.
I've got a new apartment and a whole new life along with it. Everything I have ever known has changed in the last six months. Suddenly, so suddenly, school is over. I've been working at finishing school for my entire life, and now that it is done I am a bit lost. There is one thing I am sure about, I have been uncomfortable with being around the university ever since I graduated. I suddenly understand why my sister elected to move back to Green Bay than stay around the college. It's just too strange.
The new apartment is also strange, I see Christa every single day. While some may argue that I already saw her every day, it is different here. The doors are open here and I always have someone to talk to. In my last apartment, all the doors were closed all the time, other than meeting one of my roommates on the way in or out, I saw fairly little of them. Most of my attempts at conversation with my roommates have met with one word answers. Initially, I thought that maybe they were mad at me (in one case I know of it), but a second possibility seems to loom. Maybe we had nothing to say.
I've read in other live journals that I haven't been there for others when I said I would be. I'm a bit angry with myself for not trying harder, but most of what I remember from this last summer has been closed doors and one-word answers. Maybe my memory is slanted based on the fact that I see things through my eyes, but that is what I saw. For those of you who haven't known me for a long time, I try to avoid those places where I feel unwanted or unwelcome.
To my old roommates and friends, I have no ill will. Though I do hope that we can fix things in the future.
I've got a new apartment and a whole new life along with it. Everything I have ever known has changed in the last six months. Suddenly, so suddenly, school is over. I've been working at finishing school for my entire life, and now that it is done I am a bit lost. There is one thing I am sure about, I have been uncomfortable with being around the university ever since I graduated. I suddenly understand why my sister elected to move back to Green Bay than stay around the college. It's just too strange.
The new apartment is also strange, I see Christa every single day. While some may argue that I already saw her every day, it is different here. The doors are open here and I always have someone to talk to. In my last apartment, all the doors were closed all the time, other than meeting one of my roommates on the way in or out, I saw fairly little of them. Most of my attempts at conversation with my roommates have met with one word answers. Initially, I thought that maybe they were mad at me (in one case I know of it), but a second possibility seems to loom. Maybe we had nothing to say.
I've read in other live journals that I haven't been there for others when I said I would be. I'm a bit angry with myself for not trying harder, but most of what I remember from this last summer has been closed doors and one-word answers. Maybe my memory is slanted based on the fact that I see things through my eyes, but that is what I saw. For those of you who haven't known me for a long time, I try to avoid those places where I feel unwanted or unwelcome.
To my old roommates and friends, I have no ill will. Though I do hope that we can fix things in the future.