Maybe I'm just saying this because I've already completed a year of college, but, while "boredly" reading through other peoples' Live Journals in the past hour, I realized something. Not only are people still in high school, but there's a high school mentality. Some kind of mental forcefield blocking thing that inhibits people my age (or just a few ( Read more... )

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"It's time to go. Everything's packed. All the necessary documentation is secure in pockets and pouches. The time passed so quickly. Take a moment to look back and regret all the things you didn't get to do, the places you didn't get to visit. What you did not see. Promise yourself, Maybe next time..." -Colson Whitehead, The Colossus of New York

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Writing my first entry after being done with this freshman thing is interesting. Now I have nothing to do, except pack and get the hell out of here by next Wednesday. I don't like being bored and just twiddling my thumbs. I find myself reading - reading old assigned texts because at least they're interesting. I should go to the bookstore when I get ( Read more... )

One would think that I could stick to my original plan of waiting until ( Read more... )

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Hmm... once upon a time, there ( Read more... )