Cold Day in the Sun
I’ve noticed that many times over the years that me being extremely restless is never a good thing. Sure, everyone has felt that way at some point in their life, but when I am extremely restless, I tend not to make the world’s best decisions. For example, my restlessness occasionally resulted in a call to Brandon. I still feel bad about how that one call probably led to false hope. Many times.
Is it sad that I have a countdown for when I go back to school? That’s never happened before. I was always the one that, despite performing very well academically, never wanted to go back. Even on the first day of the year. I kept in touch with the friends I wanted to and everyone else I talked to was a classmate. But yeah, I know that restless feeling will go away once I’m back at Rowan, but at the same time I don’t want to leave my friends here. And I know that none of this will ever get any easier. It sucks being a technical adult sometimes.
I’m probably not appreciating the winter break as much as I should be. I blame a good portion of this on work – although the paychecks are finally coming in, I’m still not a fan of working the hours. Like I said, I have my countdown (twelve days). And as I have observed on many, many posts, it is weird being home because with the exception of my friends, there really isn’t much I look forward coming home to. I have more at Rowan than in Hamilton, despite that it is in the middle of nowhere.
So yeah. Apologies if I seemed like an aloof bitch during break and for talking about college life too much (a.k.a. Fred). Hopefully once I get back on campus these posts will be, at the least, slightly different.
PS. This is actually my third attempt at a post, but the first two seemed to be lamenting being home way too much for my taste (although true).
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