fin
The end of a year at college is so anticlimactic. Some people leave one day, others another, some leave and come back for one last final. Everyone packs up, goes to their various ends of the country or state, depending. Everyone just sort of... tapers off.
In high school, you had THE last day, where everyone signed yearbooks, took pictures, and avoided productivity at all costs together. I guess I wish I just had one last day with everyone. Closure's all I need.
Last night might've made a good "last night." There was a lot of smoke involved from three different sources, two of which were cigarettes and hookah. You can figure out the last one.
"Oh, Alyssa... while others pre-game before drinking, you pre-nicotine before hookah." --Kiersten
For the past month, I've actually been going out and being a social college kid. I've met good people and had a great time letting go with them. It's nice to know that I'm capable of it. So much of this year passed before I really knew what I needed/wanted to get out of it. By next year, I'd like to have more to show for it.
I don't want annual friendships, I want a much less missed opportunities, saved money, new pictures, new skills, new tastes... If college served only one purpose, it would at least be to make you keep wanting more.
I'm feeling restless again. I want to move out of here and start my jobs. I want to travel. I want to be with my family. I want to see my goddamn cousin. I want to climb trees at the arboretum. I want to shut the fuck up and do the things that I want. I, and no one else, know what I really need. As well as the stupid, expensive, impractical things I need to do in the process.
It's a helpless and wonderful feeling to want everything at once.
In high school, you had THE last day, where everyone signed yearbooks, took pictures, and avoided productivity at all costs together. I guess I wish I just had one last day with everyone. Closure's all I need.
Last night might've made a good "last night." There was a lot of smoke involved from three different sources, two of which were cigarettes and hookah. You can figure out the last one.
"Oh, Alyssa... while others pre-game before drinking, you pre-nicotine before hookah." --Kiersten
For the past month, I've actually been going out and being a social college kid. I've met good people and had a great time letting go with them. It's nice to know that I'm capable of it. So much of this year passed before I really knew what I needed/wanted to get out of it. By next year, I'd like to have more to show for it.
I don't want annual friendships, I want a much less missed opportunities, saved money, new pictures, new skills, new tastes... If college served only one purpose, it would at least be to make you keep wanting more.
I'm feeling restless again. I want to move out of here and start my jobs. I want to travel. I want to be with my family. I want to see my goddamn cousin. I want to climb trees at the arboretum. I want to shut the fuck up and do the things that I want. I, and no one else, know what I really need. As well as the stupid, expensive, impractical things I need to do in the process.
It's a helpless and wonderful feeling to want everything at once.