CINCO es un numero magical!
I started college five years ago. Let's recap the last five years...
Year 1:
* Had an AMAZING experience in the dorm as a freshman. Dormmates barely ever say me as I was always out and about with other folks in other buildings/rooms.
*Did a two month stint as a ride operator at Six Flags.
*Lost my virginity in one of the most ridiculous (and retold) ways possible.
*Learned that I have romantic fingers.
Year 2:
*Moved into my first apartment with Ryan.
*Was severely poor, despite having my first relevant job at Swim 'N Sport.
*Lost a best friend in a horrific and devastating experience for the second time in my life.
*Still fucking pissed about that damn Justin Timberlake concert.
Year 3:
*Hired at the Georgia Aquarium!
*Got my car, with much pain and suffering, from my father.
*Got a great deal renting a room from someone I graduated high school with.
*Met Mike who turned out to be one of the most meaningful relationships I could have established with another human being.
*Travelled to UK to visit Ryan, which was beyond amazing.
Year 4:
*Moved into my second apartment with Mike.
*Went to VEGAS, the Grand Canyon, and California.
*Started at Marriott (YAY!) in Starbucks (BOO!).
Year 5:
*Started my final semester with a grand total of 9 hours.. which still turned out to be a ridiculous amount of work.
*Totalled my car in the epic flood of 09. "Do you remember the 21st night of September?"
*Moved in with Mike's parents for 3 months.
*Father decides to forget I exist because I'm not who he wants to be. One less hypocritical bigot in my life.
*Spent the week of Thanksgiving in NYC.. my first time there.
*GRADUATED!
*Found new (MUCH BETTER) job after an excruciating 2 months of searching.
Since then, just been working, sleeping, hanging out and trying to make time for the dozens of people that I need to make time for. Now (delightfully) complicated by the addition of a wonderful European.
Two more hours.. followed by four straight additional nights of 3-11 shifts. But after that, PARAMORE and TEGAN & SARA!!! :D
Year 1:
* Had an AMAZING experience in the dorm as a freshman. Dormmates barely ever say me as I was always out and about with other folks in other buildings/rooms.
*Did a two month stint as a ride operator at Six Flags.
*Lost my virginity in one of the most ridiculous (and retold) ways possible.
*Learned that I have romantic fingers.
Year 2:
*Moved into my first apartment with Ryan.
*Was severely poor, despite having my first relevant job at Swim 'N Sport.
*Lost a best friend in a horrific and devastating experience for the second time in my life.
*Still fucking pissed about that damn Justin Timberlake concert.
Year 3:
*Hired at the Georgia Aquarium!
*Got my car, with much pain and suffering, from my father.
*Got a great deal renting a room from someone I graduated high school with.
*Met Mike who turned out to be one of the most meaningful relationships I could have established with another human being.
*Travelled to UK to visit Ryan, which was beyond amazing.
Year 4:
*Moved into my second apartment with Mike.
*Went to VEGAS, the Grand Canyon, and California.
*Started at Marriott (YAY!) in Starbucks (BOO!).
Year 5:
*Started my final semester with a grand total of 9 hours.. which still turned out to be a ridiculous amount of work.
*Totalled my car in the epic flood of 09. "Do you remember the 21st night of September?"
*Moved in with Mike's parents for 3 months.
*Father decides to forget I exist because I'm not who he wants to be. One less hypocritical bigot in my life.
*Spent the week of Thanksgiving in NYC.. my first time there.
*GRADUATED!
*Found new (MUCH BETTER) job after an excruciating 2 months of searching.
Since then, just been working, sleeping, hanging out and trying to make time for the dozens of people that I need to make time for. Now (delightfully) complicated by the addition of a wonderful European.
Two more hours.. followed by four straight additional nights of 3-11 shifts. But after that, PARAMORE and TEGAN & SARA!!! :D