Observations from my first week back at school:
Number one) Feeling invigorated does not mean I will go to bed on time
Number two) College math is what you make it. I have made it a joke.
Number three) I am especially especially excited for my new music! I will not tell ANYONE yet what I'm playing, but it's going to be good. My piano teacher says I'm being very daring. This is good. This is a step up from him thinking I'm mentally handicapped.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Winter Break
It's almost done. This being my first extended break while in college, but not my last, I thought I'd think about first impressions.
Things About Winter Break:
1) You will miss college more than you thought you would, or perhaps just as much as you thought you would, but you will miss college.
2) You will be bored. Winter break is long enough that you don't feel the pressure to hang out with all your friends every day but too short to get a job or do something useful, thusly after the Christmas decorations are all taken down you will be left to wander aimlessly around the house.
3) Your friends will have gone two different directions: exactly the same, leading you straight back down into the spiked pit that is high school gossip, or totally different, and either not interested in talking to you (bad) or really interested in talking to you about how smart they are, and how they've seen the light, and how being in 100-level classes with 400 students each has really enlightened them. They just want to make the world an anti-consumerist, anti-meat, anti-establishment, better place. And smoke a lot of pot. You know? (worse)
4) You will gain weight. Everyone gains weight around the holidays, I know, but for me, who actually lost weight at college, this was a nasty shock. I am rapidly declining into a Fatty McFatterson, and the worst part is my high school friends don't even realize HOW SKINNY I WAS.
5) You will see all your ex-boyfriends around town at some point. It doesn't matter where you're from. You will see them. All of them, including the one you dated in middle school when you were all braces and hair. Some of you may actively seek the rendevouz, hoping to get some winter lovin'. But if you're me and would prefer never to speak to them again, you'll see them anyway. In public. Their mom will ask you how you're doing as though you never sent her son home in the middle of the night in tears. It will be awkward. It will be a point in your life where there is nothing you can do. Every possible choice is awkward.
Things About Winter Break:
1) You will miss college more than you thought you would, or perhaps just as much as you thought you would, but you will miss college.
2) You will be bored. Winter break is long enough that you don't feel the pressure to hang out with all your friends every day but too short to get a job or do something useful, thusly after the Christmas decorations are all taken down you will be left to wander aimlessly around the house.
3) Your friends will have gone two different directions: exactly the same, leading you straight back down into the spiked pit that is high school gossip, or totally different, and either not interested in talking to you (bad) or really interested in talking to you about how smart they are, and how they've seen the light, and how being in 100-level classes with 400 students each has really enlightened them. They just want to make the world an anti-consumerist, anti-meat, anti-establishment, better place. And smoke a lot of pot. You know? (worse)
4) You will gain weight. Everyone gains weight around the holidays, I know, but for me, who actually lost weight at college, this was a nasty shock. I am rapidly declining into a Fatty McFatterson, and the worst part is my high school friends don't even realize HOW SKINNY I WAS.
5) You will see all your ex-boyfriends around town at some point. It doesn't matter where you're from. You will see them. All of them, including the one you dated in middle school when you were all braces and hair. Some of you may actively seek the rendevouz, hoping to get some winter lovin'. But if you're me and would prefer never to speak to them again, you'll see them anyway. In public. Their mom will ask you how you're doing as though you never sent her son home in the middle of the night in tears. It will be awkward. It will be a point in your life where there is nothing you can do. Every possible choice is awkward.
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