So I decided, that since I’m starting to turn into an illiterate college student, that I should start making text posts every now and then.
I will try to avoid bullet points as much as possible.
Anyway, to start off, I’d like to write about how funny it is, college. I’ve been in college for a total of three years now, and I remember being in highschool, day-dreaming about all of these things that it couldn’t offer me at the time. I wanted to go to gigs. I wanted to go to galleries. I wanted to hook up with people. I wanted to kiss boys, I wanted to kiss girls. I wanted to be able to ride with my friends in their cars, with them behind the wheel.
And now I’m doing all of this stuff and it doesn’t even feel surreal at all, it just feels… like it’s the most normal thing in the world. I get a kick out of it, though. Sure. But that’s about it.
I know this is something not really worth writing about. And it’s obvious that I feel this lack of excitement since I’ve been in college for a while, and because I have definitely gotten used to these things. I just can’t help but think about how different life was three years ago. Yesterday, I had gone to a bar in Magihawa with my orgmates, and got back home past midnight. That kind of thing just doesn’t happen in highschool. Past midnight, I would have been stuck in my house going through fanfiction.net, searching for all the Edward Cullen smut I could find.
Pretty soon I’ll be blogging about how work is so much different from college days, I bet. Time sure does go by really fast.