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Well, I'm in California now! I have occasional internet access, but not in the apartment we're staying at, ergo, not much LiveJournaling for me. I tried to catch up on my friends page, but I'm still at skip=100 entries! And this is after I've been reading for a straight hour!
Still not really missing college, which is odd. I wrote a long email to the boy thinking about this and thinking about college life in general, and I think it's because most of my friends moved away my junior year. I knew a lot of the Class of '02, and junior year was also when S. stopped being my roommate and moved to another building. And naturally, living that far away and both of us getting boyfriends resulted in a little more distance between us, sadly. I still miss sitting up late at night rambling on to her and talking about random stuff, even though I do that with the boy now. And senior year, I spent lots of time with the boy, who I had just started dating, went through a bout of depression, thanks to that godawful job at Evil Ibanking Firm, and wrote a thesis, which didn't really contribute to my getting out of the room.
But sometimes I still wish I were back in college instead of out here trying to find an apartment and a job. Though mostly I keep thinking it's just for the summer and that I'll be back in the fall anyway.
Still not really missing college, which is odd. I wrote a long email to the boy thinking about this and thinking about college life in general, and I think it's because most of my friends moved away my junior year. I knew a lot of the Class of '02, and junior year was also when S. stopped being my roommate and moved to another building. And naturally, living that far away and both of us getting boyfriends resulted in a little more distance between us, sadly. I still miss sitting up late at night rambling on to her and talking about random stuff, even though I do that with the boy now. And senior year, I spent lots of time with the boy, who I had just started dating, went through a bout of depression, thanks to that godawful job at Evil Ibanking Firm, and wrote a thesis, which didn't really contribute to my getting out of the room.
But sometimes I still wish I were back in college instead of out here trying to find an apartment and a job. Though mostly I keep thinking it's just for the summer and that I'll be back in the fall anyway.