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Friday, October 07, 2005

Haphazardly blogging my way across the years with a depressed post here, a giddy moment there, always leaves surprises for me when I check on ye olde blog three or four months down the line.

I go back through the old posts, and try to remember what it was like in high school, where (though I wouldn't have said it then) everything was so much simpler. I miss the simplicity of high school, the way that everything was spelled out for you in terms of: do this and you'll go to a great college, be happy, and find your way through life just fine. Now, I'm 20 years old, living in my mother's house (I say my mom's because the dad is away 5 days of the week, so eh...) going to Georgia State, and working for my ex-boyfriend's mother. This is not what I imagined my junior year of college to resemble!

Of course wiling away my hours in the middle of nowhere Virginia wasn't my vision either, but some days I think it may have been better than this. Because living in the 'tater like this has made me feel as if I'm trying desperately to be back in high school, where I could skip class and pass, and go out and not do homework, and make everything up later, when I felt like it and still get an A. Watching my sister go through her senior year taking three of the same classes I took has been weird. Her high school experience is a lot happier than mine.

But there are these girls at the gym who come up to the desk and complain about everything, and I am reminded that high school was just drama, drama, drama. I enjoyed it, nonetheless.

Watching Dan relate to all of his high school drama people, and Ian relate to the high school kids at the movie theater (who are managers, wtf?) and looking at my transition from Sweet Briar to GSU makes me wonder if I'm the only one looking back on high school, and wondering if it wasn"t better there.

On an upside, I'm doing the growing up thing and getting a gas card to build up my credit rating. I'm also trying not to overdraw my account all the time. So far, so good. QuickTrip here I come!


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