I live in Rochester! Shell and I have spent most of our lives with a plan of living together after college. The fact that it actually has happened doesn't surprise me, but it couldn't have come at a better time. Aside from being further from my hookers in Ithaca, and all the problems with 420...which I'm not even going in to, everyone has heard ( Read more... )

I never wanted Ithaca to feel like a trap. I never wanted to feel bitter about this place, as I've loved it so deeply since before I even came to school here. But if I were to stay in Ithaca any longer, I would be bitter. For the fourth time since May, I'll be packing up all of my things and moving again. I'm leaving Ithaca. Everything about ( Read more... )

Being actually crazy helps - instead of feeling broken hearted, I feel better. See also: a little ridiculous for letting myself get so carried away. I guess with everything else in my life, I was looking for a solution - or maybe just something to take my mind off everything. Whichever. People bothering to read this know what I'm talking about ( Read more... )

School started. Without me. Without Casey Doody. We had black Wednesday to kick off our non-academic year. I think the only thing I may be really good at is being a student...and oh, I know I complained about everything school-related, especially towards the end of last year, but a summer vacation was all I needed really...instead of this ( Read more... )

Whoosh...here we go... The summer already feels like it is coming to a close, and I have to get used to the idea that classes starting up again doesn't change my life very much. I'll still be going to the same job most likely (Ridley's Book Bindery - which I actually like, but doesn't pay enough)and I won't be going to class. I won't need to ( Read more... )

So here it is. What I have been avoiding. What I never wanted to do, but knew it would come all too soon. The first 21 years, 10 months, and 2 days of my life are completely different from everything that comes after. My mom died May 24th. And I can't do anything but miss her so much. I'd give anything for just one more day...one more hour... ( Read more... )

Cut. That's a wrap. End of college. I went back for graduation. I'm glad I did. That's not saying that it wasn't difficult. My parents have come to every single major and minor event in my life. Until now. Casey Doody went, and so it was nice knowing i had some family in the crowd (aside from the kids i was graduating with). I appreciated ( Read more... )

So the end of my college career isn't quite so fun as i had hoped it would be. As Carolyn keeps reminding me, i'm facing two major crossroads, at the same fucking time. I'm finishing up college. My mom is dying. Yeah, she's been dying for the whole time i was here - but now its just a little too close for comfort. I guess i could always ( Read more... )

Can everything just NOT for a minute?....that would be helpful.

I always thought i had what they call senioritis all through college...but i was wrong. This is REALLY senioritis. And i...i am one lazy fuck. But, i'm down to 2 presentations, 2 small papers, and one big motherfucking pain in my ass paper. I've been spending more time with my housemates, because right now, thats more important to me than ( Read more... )