So slowly my life is falling to shambles. I'm obviously way over my head with this RA job. Not that I cant handle it, but its been so much work already and I'm sure it will only get better...NOT. If it weren't for the precious moments inspiring bright-eyed freshmen I don't know what I'd do with myself. What part of 600 freshmen didn't I read on the contract? I'm hoping these are the first few months of hell before the good times ahead. My life seems to be disintegrating in more than one way too. First of all I'm man-less since Ohio has left me for good taking a job at some after school shenanigan. My friends seem more annoyed of my evil ways than ever which is a great feeling. I mean who do you count on when you've had a hard day and all you want is to relax and let it all out and even your support seems to hate you. I'm broke, which is no surprise considering I've been a resident lazy-ass all summer without a job or source of decent income. If there's anything I look forward to more after school its the ability to be somewhat self-reliant. Its so frustrating to see that your family as hard as they may try are never as financially well-off as they should be to keep me in the frivolous lifestyle I lead. My main core class in Design and Technology (WTF am I doing with my life?) was mysteriously dropped causing me to remake a whole new schedule a week before class. Awesome! Here goes another year of intrigue, copious amounts of work and ounces of true satisfaction. Please tell me things are going to get easier or what's the point. Why not just drop out of school and live paycheck to paycheck being a manager at Barnes and Nobles or some shit. Just as it all seems to fall to pieces, I remember that if I was back home my life would be more of joke because being a manager would probably be the equivalent to a Harvard Grad in a world where bonfires and keg parties are the highlights of the week. BARF. One day I'm going to read this and think to myself, "How did I manage to get through that" and "God I'm so not that person anymore". I mean at the end of the day isn't it everyone's dream to live a bohemian/hipster existence. Thank god its just a phase. One that I cant wait to surpass. Memo to self I'm a lot more eloquent when inebriated. Take that Gabz I can read AND write and it's Langliscious if I do say so myself. Good night y'all and good riddance.
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"in a world where bonfires and keg parties are the highlights of the week."
i finally know what you mean, not that i was ever that kind of person. but being in a different environment has made me realize how pathetic some people are back home. i'm not trying to be on a high horse, but it's sad knowing that most of the people back home are doing nothing and the best thing for them is parties and getting drunk.
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