I'm incredibly restless. I want to be outside, walking with one of my good friends. He, on the other hand, wants to be sucking face with his girlfriend. So, here I am. Exams are approaching at a terrifying rate. I'm ready, I know I am but it still scares the shit out of me. Some hard core study sessions are going to be happening very soon. I'm talking iced coffees and fritos. Yeah, serious stuff. My grade point average sits at a 3.5 currently. Stupid geometry dropped me down from a 3.8. Growl.
At dinner this evening my brother and I got into a discussion (agrument) that settled down nicely, both of us happy (I won, he was pissed and I'm still a bit snippy). He's going to live at home and commute to college. That isn't my style. I want to go away for college. Live in a dorm or get an apartment. Y'know, grow up. He got all defensive. "So, are you saying that by me staying home, saving money for Mom and Dad, I'm not "growing up"?" Woah, dude, take a chill pill. My Mom butted in a few times. "Now, you know Sara has a little more of a free spirit than you do." Uh, no, not really. I just don't listen to Mommy and Daddy on EVERYTHING. Blehhhh.
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Holy crap, I have to leave 5 days before my school ends, and coincidentally, that's when they scheduled all the finals. I'm going to have to take them over the summer, frick on a stick! =(
ReplyDeleteI was a weird kid. When I was little I used to fantasize, not about my wedding day and getting married like other little girls, but about finally going off to college and living independently, in my own dorm with roommates.
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