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I'm living on my own now. Well, actually, with a roommate and his vocal girlfriend (she DOES like words like "oh" and "yes", though the constant repetition calls for some variation). I've made several big steps in one fell swoop: I told my parents to go to hell, moved into a place of my own, and got a new job.
School's okay.
I have come to realize that livejournals frequently operate as a place to vent, mope, or rejoice. I regret that I'm feeling a bit emotionally detached now. I suppose a major goal in my life was to get the hell away from home, and now that I have done that, I don't have a clear goal ahead of me now. What next?
Yes, I can already hear the two of you reading this: "Travel, meet new people," yadda, yadda, yadda. I always said I'd get a degree first.
So, in the meantime? I have no vehicle, save my bike, and that's hardly reliable transportation.
How do I meet people? Where are you? What are you doing right now? Are you laughing with each other? Are you dancing in a club? Are you getting drunk in bar?
Are you reading poetry to each other?
I miss those things.
I'm doing school or work. Plus, I've never been one to have many friends. That was okay in high school, but they're all moving away...One found God in the form of a Baptist church...one found girls...that leaves two.
Two.
I know people. They know me. They're...acquiaintences.
Forlorn.
Wish I could break the mold here. I can't. I'm taking a break from studying and wondering how grand it must be to be irresponsible, crazy, thoughtless, less cynical...
You know, not myself.
You can't hear this, but I just laughed.
I have that. I can still laugh.
School's okay.
I have come to realize that livejournals frequently operate as a place to vent, mope, or rejoice. I regret that I'm feeling a bit emotionally detached now. I suppose a major goal in my life was to get the hell away from home, and now that I have done that, I don't have a clear goal ahead of me now. What next?
Yes, I can already hear the two of you reading this: "Travel, meet new people," yadda, yadda, yadda. I always said I'd get a degree first.
So, in the meantime? I have no vehicle, save my bike, and that's hardly reliable transportation.
How do I meet people? Where are you? What are you doing right now? Are you laughing with each other? Are you dancing in a club? Are you getting drunk in bar?
Are you reading poetry to each other?
I miss those things.
I'm doing school or work. Plus, I've never been one to have many friends. That was okay in high school, but they're all moving away...One found God in the form of a Baptist church...one found girls...that leaves two.
Two.
I know people. They know me. They're...acquiaintences.
Forlorn.
Wish I could break the mold here. I can't. I'm taking a break from studying and wondering how grand it must be to be irresponsible, crazy, thoughtless, less cynical...
You know, not myself.
You can't hear this, but I just laughed.
I have that. I can still laugh.