College

It's getting down to the wire. Only 2 more weeks of classes then exams and it's MQT see ya later. How depressing. Yes, I get to go to sunny, beautiful Costa Rica. That's a big bonus. However, immediatly following my return I have to go live with DA da DAAAAA MY MOM. Don't get me wrong, I have the coolest mom in the world but she's still my mom. And I am 22 years old. Ish. Ash and I went to a house party last week and when I saw all the wee ones (you know, sophomores) there I kinda wished that I was still in my first years of college and I wasn't about to be faced with the problem of actually paying for all the fun I've had in the last 4 1/2 years. I like not having to worry about real life. I like seeing my friends everyday. I like excusing excess drinking by flippantly saying "It's okay, I'm in college." But I guess when I think about it I also like having enough money to buy what I want. I like the idea of having an apartment of my very own. I like the idea of getting a puppy (Rover). I guess I'm missing everybody before I even leave. It's weird to think that nothing will change around here when I leave. Hell, Lee won't even know that I'm gone! It would be nice to think that my leaving would have a profound effect on everybody's lives but that's just not going to happen. I'll come back and Bridget will still be mooning people, Ash will still be yelling all the damn time, Carrie will have had 14 boys of the week, Lee and Dave will still be the two funniest (but laziest) people that I know, Jess will have eaten 28908123 more cheese quesadillas...but I'll be different. At least that's what they tell me. Weird.
Wow, this is a pretty self-reflective blog. What the hell is wrong with me? I'm off to drink away that bullshit....