Goodbye September
It's really weird to see everyone heading off to college this weekend, I feel left behind; but at the same time I feel free, unattached, the kind of unattachment that accompanies loneliness. I find the fact that I'm not about to start yet another school year extremely comforting, I don't feel controlled, I don't feel led. The possibilities that lie ahead, the chances, the opportunities, aren't paved anymore by one of the few constants in my life, the start of another school year. I need a fucking break. I can't be a comotose for another year; waking up, getting dressed, going to school, and then sometimes doing my homework, if, might I add, I felt like it. I've realized that I was extremely unhappy during the school year, I came to hate routine, I didn't feel alive. The few times I was happy involved hopping into a car and speeding away from that fucking school to the nearest movie theatre or IHOP. I can't go back to that right now, now that I have a choice, I need something else at this point in my life, something different. The only thing I might miss is going to Office Depot, picking out my school supplies and then puting my binder together, yeah...that was always fun...
2 Comments:
That's so funny -- My best experiences at Poly were skipping too!
Yes, well, I felt trapped, so of course I would only feel happy when I was escaping my imprisonment. And I'm sure a lot of people felt that way.
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