I've wanted to be back at Vassar since approximately May 20. I want my single and my freshmen. A consistent schedule would be awesome. Making more than $8.12/hour-minus heinous taxes!-is a plus, too. I'd like to get drunk more often. Getting into trouble with various semi-strangers is just not possible here.
I suppose I shouldn't look so forward all of the time. Maybe I could enjoy my time left more if I didn't. I know I'll miss my friends and family. But I'll adjust. Probably quicker than ever.
I think I just keep looking for new starts and they never really come. I'm the same person and the same people just keep following. My grandma says I should learn to accept things the way they are. But acceptance doesn't come easily to me. I'm bitter and resentful and stubborn. Does accepting that count? Or not accepting that lead me into acceptance? I don't know anything except I'm babbling to myself in a blog that I started to be humorous. My bad.
