I havn't used this in forever...
So...Livejournal. How have I neglected thee? I've had you for almost three years.
I've used you to look over my friends as they grew alongside me. Now that other forms of watching have come up, you sit here alone. I appreciate what you have done for me, LJ. The problem is no one uses you anymore, really. Either school or whatever other reason, you have dropped off mostly everyone's list.
I havn't used this in months. I just don't see what extraordinary things I could write about. I've been in college for over a month now, and my past just seems like it was a dream. Late nights with videogames, worrying about how I am going to hang out with friends, it all seems like a dream that disappeared with the rising sun. Reality now looks like lecture halls and discussion rooms, dorm rooms and dimly lit streets. The SOB and shenanigans are my hangout places, locations known only to UF band students.
Times have changed, drastically if you will. Michelle is no longer a short 7 minute drive away. Sheridan and Pines are no longer my main roads of travel. Heck, I don't drive much anymore. I walk everywhere, there is no time to search for roads and parking.
I miss home. I miss my bed and my shower. I miss my annoying brothers and sisters, even though right now they are far from annoying. I miss seeing my parents at dinner, and talking to my mom about how I will be spending my week amid videogames and football.
I miss it all, because it is all 5 and a half hours away. I yearn for my past, because college life isn't all it is cracked up to be.
I've used you to look over my friends as they grew alongside me. Now that other forms of watching have come up, you sit here alone. I appreciate what you have done for me, LJ. The problem is no one uses you anymore, really. Either school or whatever other reason, you have dropped off mostly everyone's list.
I havn't used this in months. I just don't see what extraordinary things I could write about. I've been in college for over a month now, and my past just seems like it was a dream. Late nights with videogames, worrying about how I am going to hang out with friends, it all seems like a dream that disappeared with the rising sun. Reality now looks like lecture halls and discussion rooms, dorm rooms and dimly lit streets. The SOB and shenanigans are my hangout places, locations known only to UF band students.
Times have changed, drastically if you will. Michelle is no longer a short 7 minute drive away. Sheridan and Pines are no longer my main roads of travel. Heck, I don't drive much anymore. I walk everywhere, there is no time to search for roads and parking.
I miss home. I miss my bed and my shower. I miss my annoying brothers and sisters, even though right now they are far from annoying. I miss seeing my parents at dinner, and talking to my mom about how I will be spending my week amid videogames and football.
I miss it all, because it is all 5 and a half hours away. I yearn for my past, because college life isn't all it is cracked up to be.