You have to learn to not give a fuck, while still giving a damn -- Stolen from Tad's member info
With the end of finals, I've gotten to a place where I can't wait to let go of everything around here... or rather, every stupid thing that has been getting on my nerves. I'm so over this place as callous as that sounds. I'm glad this long demoralizing frustrating semester and year are finally finished. I'm done with insipid housemates , the yearbook, student accounts, boys and their overflated egos, stupid university bureaucracy, shitty Connecticut weather, allergies, the abstraction of every topic until your own lived life doesn't feel real, loneliness, and wearing the mask.
But this place has been good to me. I will also miss the thrill of a good party, talking with friends at 3am, laughing at the "pirate ship bounce," crushing, adventures at the lake, making an empty room into my warm home base, sunny days in the CFA, the lab, random encounters, Bob the cat, making a connection with other people, profs who grab and inspire, the satisfaction of good work finished, and realizing how I've much I've grown in 4 years.
I think the best place to be is ready to go yet still mindful of the memories.
Posted by Candicissima at May 17, 2003 09:51 PM