Ready or Not
Aug. 16th, 2004 01:08 amI'm going.
Kicking and screaming.
But I'm going.
The countdown has begun. Only about eight more hours until I move back to Raleigh for my Junior year at Meredith.
Egads, where has the time gone?
I think I have blocked out parts of sophmore year. I refuse to remember most of the bad times, while attempting to retain all the good times. All of this remembering is leaving me nervous and uncertain about how this year will be. I always go in the year with high expectations, but why do I have this gut feeling that this is going to be a horrible year?
It's all a mind game, I realize this, but I am tired of mind games. Everything I have worked so hard for these past two years I am questioning. I don't know if I am at the right school, if I am in the right major, if I am where I want to be in my life at all.
My life now is so very different from the life I pictured myself living when I was a little girl. Things are so...uncertain.
And how many of my friends are getting married? So far I have been, or will be, a bridesmaid in...three weddings? What is this? Some kind of epidemic? If it is, I wouldn't mind catching it. I'll admit that all of my friends getting hitched really makes me want to get married. Granted, I am in no rush at all. (I have always been the slower one.) But in all this uncertainty, a little stability would be a nice change.
Later on this morning I will be moving into my new dorm, with my new roommate, with a new start. Even though I don't want an new start, I liked the old one just fine.
I'm going
Kicking and screaming.
But I'm going.
Kicking and screaming.
But I'm going.
The countdown has begun. Only about eight more hours until I move back to Raleigh for my Junior year at Meredith.
Egads, where has the time gone?
I think I have blocked out parts of sophmore year. I refuse to remember most of the bad times, while attempting to retain all the good times. All of this remembering is leaving me nervous and uncertain about how this year will be. I always go in the year with high expectations, but why do I have this gut feeling that this is going to be a horrible year?
It's all a mind game, I realize this, but I am tired of mind games. Everything I have worked so hard for these past two years I am questioning. I don't know if I am at the right school, if I am in the right major, if I am where I want to be in my life at all.
My life now is so very different from the life I pictured myself living when I was a little girl. Things are so...uncertain.
And how many of my friends are getting married? So far I have been, or will be, a bridesmaid in...three weddings? What is this? Some kind of epidemic? If it is, I wouldn't mind catching it. I'll admit that all of my friends getting hitched really makes me want to get married. Granted, I am in no rush at all. (I have always been the slower one.) But in all this uncertainty, a little stability would be a nice change.
Later on this morning I will be moving into my new dorm, with my new roommate, with a new start. Even though I don't want an new start, I liked the old one just fine.
I'm going
Kicking and screaming.
But I'm going.