This sucks
How in the fuck is anyone happy living in Columbus, MS? I feel like a fucking prisoner here. The whole god damned southern mentality is really racking my nerves. I have to get out. I don't belong here. I'm seriously going insane. I've met the one person I want to be with for the rest of my life and now the next step is to catch the midnight express out of here.
At the moment, I can't stop thinking of the many places I'd rather be in the Rocky Mountains. Be it southern California, Arizona, Colorado, Idaho, Washington...wherever just some place out west...in the mountains.
We took a trip to Colorado this summer and met some really great people. The mountains and bright blue sky were simply amazing. Those little hippie stores are great too: so much variety. Great restaraunts everywhere and snow in the winter time. Broncos fans a plenty and low humidity. Fuck, that's where I need to be. I could probably type another ten paragraphs detailing why I love the west so much.
But for now I'm just going to have to deal with 600 lb Christians trying to find parking spaces within 20 yards of the entrance to wal-mart. I'm just going to have to put up with the only bookstore in town which features about ten book shelves full of "christian living" and a grand total of maybe 40 books about science. I'm going to have to find a way to cope with heat indexes of 115 degrees next summer. It's cheap as hell to live in Mississippi but the real price you pay of putting up with this god forsaken state isn't worth it.
I'm leaving as soon as I can. I have a semester and a half left before I get my bachelor's. I don't want to stay here much longer after that. I don't care if I have to teach retarted 15 year olds how to add fractions, I'm fucking out of here.
At the moment, I can't stop thinking of the many places I'd rather be in the Rocky Mountains. Be it southern California, Arizona, Colorado, Idaho, Washington...wherever just some place out west...in the mountains.
We took a trip to Colorado this summer and met some really great people. The mountains and bright blue sky were simply amazing. Those little hippie stores are great too: so much variety. Great restaraunts everywhere and snow in the winter time. Broncos fans a plenty and low humidity. Fuck, that's where I need to be. I could probably type another ten paragraphs detailing why I love the west so much.
But for now I'm just going to have to deal with 600 lb Christians trying to find parking spaces within 20 yards of the entrance to wal-mart. I'm just going to have to put up with the only bookstore in town which features about ten book shelves full of "christian living" and a grand total of maybe 40 books about science. I'm going to have to find a way to cope with heat indexes of 115 degrees next summer. It's cheap as hell to live in Mississippi but the real price you pay of putting up with this god forsaken state isn't worth it.
I'm leaving as soon as I can. I have a semester and a half left before I get my bachelor's. I don't want to stay here much longer after that. I don't care if I have to teach retarted 15 year olds how to add fractions, I'm fucking out of here.