Is it May 15 yet????
Less than six months till graduation (and one of those months is spent at home...aka NOT HERE!!!). I think that's the best news I've heard all day. Six months from today, graduation will be over. Ripon College will be the past. And let's be honest - IT CAN'T COME FAST ENOUGH! Sorry to anyone who's left here, I most likely won't be around, um, ever again. Aside from Steph and possibly Chris' recital, I doubt I will ever set foot on this campus again. I might as well have dropped out at the end of last year, because quite frankly, who cares? I think someone told me earlier this year that senior year is supposed to be fun.
Sure, it's been fun...if you define fun as having more or less everyone you've ever be close to graduate, or decide to go abroad next semester. Sure, if you define fun as spending all waking hours in the music building because it's a generally nicer atmosphere. Sure, if you define fun as having a class you need not offered so instead you're taking a class you're going to fail (or at least do extremely poorly in) because it's not something you're not good at, and you know you're not good at it, so that's why you didn't take the class in the first place? And have a lab partner that treats you like you're a dumb mute or something to boot. Sure, if fun means longing after the summer months after it's over? If fun means looking forward to a specific event/date/etc for almost as soon as you find out about it, only to have it completely suck for a number of different reasons both within and beyond your control? If fun means to invest your whole heart and soul into something only to realize that if given the option now, there's no way in heaven, hell or earth you would repeat the action of being a part of that something even if they paid you lots of money to do it! So yeah, if you define all that as fun, sure. Senior year's been great. Definitely.
It's been great just like Cedar Point was. Except that Cedar Point was great, so I don't want to go back because I don't want anything to tarnish that fun image. Kinda like here. Freshman year was great - even the yucky parts *cough - calah - cough* were stuff we could look back at and laugh at. Sophomore year was not so great. There's not much about sophomore year that I can look back at laugh at. And it just continues on that way...junior year, and now this. If I'd left at the end of freshman year, when I should have, then I'm guessing I would have only good memories.
Sigh. Never do anything for the benefit of anyone except yourself.
- posted by L. @ 6:58 PM