I’ve met a decent guy who shows me and tells me that what Jerk did to me was wrong and that I can stop being insecure about it.
July 8, 2008
He’s married now. I can’t help but think this is exceedingly strange.
And if I see one more wedding photo album on facebook I’m going to puke.
What the Fuck May 28, 2008
So current roommate’s parents have decided that I must sign a NOTORIZED statement saying that if anything happens to the apartment in the next month, roommate will not be financially responsible for it. This is ridiculous for several reasons.
A) It is roommate’s fault that I am staying there the extra month because she forgot to give the move out notice on time
B) It is notorized
C) It’s only for a month
D) I’ve had enough of this shit
My question is: if we end up paying for some damage, how will we find out from the rental place whether or not it took place in the month while I was there?
All I can say is: I guess they caught wind of my plans to commit multiple animal sacrifices on a homemade pyre as well as my plans to throw crazy parties and trash the apartment. I guess I’ll have to find somewhere else to live my insane, irresponsible life.
I Like to Drive My Car on Pretty Days May 26, 2008
This weekend was really nice because I got to visit my old roommate (not the crazy one) in her new town. It was nice to be away from Lameburg and spend some time with a friend because most of my friends are gone. I got lots of new books for cheap and drank lots of alcohol. Sometimes when I go out I feel like there was this part of life that most people experience that I completely missed because I went to Evangelical Institution. It’s not that I think partying hard and getting smashed all the time is super awesome, it’s just that I don’t really like being on the fringe. However, I defintely don’t want to be the “Pomeranian” looking slutty and getting drunk just to get attention from boys. It’s just strange going out because I feel like I have no clue what I’m doing. And then I feel like I have to make up for it somehow and prove that I’m not as lame as they think I am. According to Friend, this can be achieved by ordering a crown and coke. Perhaps. I just need to get over this before grad school. I mean, grad school is scary enough without all the worrying about how I”m going to fit in. Either way, the weekend was fun, but in the end, I’m probably more comfortable sitting on the couch and reading. I can be ok with that.
The drive home from my friend’s town was great. I drove up through the mountains and back down again, and the views were spectacular as always. I love this part of the country so much that I’m kind of sad that I’m leaving it pretty soon. When I was driving back, it was early evening and the temperature and sunlight were perfect, so I had my windows down and my radio on. Those kinds of drives allow me to completely forget about whatever else is going on in my life and I can actually perfectly content for once. Sometimes, driving by myself is also perfect because I don’t have to talk and feel like I’m being forced to say something. Then again, I wish that there were someone in the car with me most of the time. I really miss my friends because most of them are away. But they’re the kind of friends who would be ok with sitting in a car with me and not talking much. That’s why they’re my friends in the first place. I like driving by myself with the windows down, but most of the time I like my friends being around more.
Just Like That, It’s Over May 7, 2008
I know I will not have time to blog this weekend, because it’s graduation and my family will be here. I barely had time to do anything besides study and work at Corporate Crap until now. But school is over, my finals are done, my undefendable paper is defended, and all that is left is baccalaureate and graduation. How strange to be 3 days away from saying goodbye to this school forever.
My experience at Evangelical Institution has been full of challenging experiences. I can’t say that any of it was easy, except for the first semester of my freshman year when everything was pretty light. There were times when I hated being at this school, and I wished with all my might that I could be anywhere else. But I think that, overall, the experience has had a positive outcome, and I would not trade these last four years for anything at another school. I think that being put up against all the hypocrisy (at least in one pocket of the school, not all of it) and the issues that I’ve dealt with in terms of religion have made me a much more rounded person, and my faith has become stronger instead of mindless and routine in a bad way. I’ve had really amazing professors who have mentored me and helped me along and challenged me to be better student.
Today I had to defend my paper for my Women’s Lit independent study, and while the paper was not the best I’ve ever written, it is a starting point for some really interesting questions and research work. After I did the assigned part, the professor and I talked for a little while about my past four years and all the growth that I’ve gone through. She has known me since the second semester of my sophomore year when I took her for British Lit II. She’s said that I’ve come a long way since then and she actually said that I’m in academic and personal adulthood, which was really surprising. I was kind of happy to hear that, because the thoughts that I have worked out over time were really difficult, and I was certainly trying to figure out who I was and exactly what I believed. Plus, I got an A for the course because I put a lot of effort into it. She’s going to help me a lot with my grad school applications, and I definitely thanked her for everything that she’s done for me. It was really rewarding to hear all of that from her, and I feel confident in my skills to go on with grad school. It’s nice to hear good things from my professors, especially the ones I really respect, after four difficult years.
Now I get to enjoy my accomplishments with my family and professors, and cap off my work with a ceremony and relaxation. I’m glad I’m walking, because I need some closure. I wanna bask in the glory a little. I deserve it.
