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I figured breaking 1,000 visits warranted a post. But you know, if you want me to stop writing I will. You’ll just have to break my fingers first.
It has come to my attention that some of my associates may have already left for college! Now, this is only surprising to me because they never bid me goodbye. Well, nyeh, I’ll probably just continue to send them messages and check in on them from time to time. I’ll show them.
As for me saying goodbye, I should be one to talk… If there’s one thing I am terrible at, it is staying in touch with people that I like, and more importantly, care about. It’s strange how I deal with it because I feel not contacting them will somehow solve the prolem. No news is good news? That doesn’t quite work in this situation.
The point is that I’ve failed to properly say goodbye to many of my friends and- … This has just become too sentimental. Ack. The point! The point is that I shall try my hardest to stay in touch with people from now on. Not many people read this, now or have ever, but putting this in writing puts me at ease slightly.
For those of you that are reading this, please do stay in touch. If you’re still in Brockport send me a message every once and a while. As much as I portend to not like BHS I still owe a lot to it, and probably wouldn’t mind visiting.
Good luck to all of us, we may need it.
I leave for college in less than a week. Now, this thought has been passing through my head for quite a while, the time frame changes, but only now this moment has it born much weight. Terrifying.
I figure I’m taking the normal route, emotion-wise. Excitement, aprehension, a dash of xenophobia; normal stuff. I’m rather miffed about the prospects of my classmates. The impression I’m getting from many of them, via facebook, is that they’re there to party hardcor3. Now, I figure that many of them aren’t anything I’m imagining them as, but it’s still rather disheartening to see “LOLparty girlZ in KeArNy” plastered all over our class forum.
I’m also reading my freshman seminar book, Shampoo Planet by Douglas Coupland. I almost wrote Aaron Coupland, but realized that was wrong; he was all fanfares for common men. The book itself is a bit odd, and reminds me of Perks… one of my favorites. Many of my class seem to hate the book, based on the fact that it has, “no point.” I quoted a small passage to a friend and I didn’t really expect much from it, becuase it seemed like a pretty typical passage from a much larger work (eg. book) and wouldn’t bear much meaning. Her response was, “That’s really deep.”
I enjoy deep things. Things I can turn over in my head over and over and never really feel comfortable about in the end, but know that there is deep meaning within it. It made me really glad that one of my friends of now thought that too. I don’t really anticipate college being much different, friend demographic-wise; I think that I’ll end up with a small group of open minded relatively laid back peeps, which is lovely. I just hope it isn’t nearly as taxing starting all over.
Another point that brings both fear and hope. Starting over. Not completely, that’s called reincarnation, but at least a bit of that for now. One of my goals is try and live my ideals a bit more. It should be duely noted that I’m very firmly-infirmly set on my ideals. I just hope I can strike a balancee of what I think -to- who I am.
And yes, I’ve been listening to Keane.
What have you done so far this morning?
I got to see the sun rise.
I also danced in the rain.
