absinthe

word. i think i dig the metaphor better.


you know, i had a really crappy time in the dorms for exactly the same reason. not to be a downer, but it really did get worse towards the end..... when the clostrophobia started settin in and tensions increased as 'those' people started not liking 'those' people, but they all live in the same building. i think the best thing to do was just brush inferior shit off and be weary of people who flock. good luck though, hope you have fun anyway.

[Edited on Sep 07, 2004 10:12PM]

"So much of college is this sex-dance. Everyone's hungry for something, for drinking and drugs to alter their state - to go to these gatherings where everyone stands around awkwardly and mingles, while secretly wishing they were with someone else, that other guy, that crush, those friends. And whoever the object of their affection is probably doesn't even have a clue because they're wrapped up in searching out their own person. Its all too rare to have everyone just comfortable and happy without the tension of desiring what you can't have. Ah, it sucks that it's only the first full week of school and I'm already getting jaded and cynical about things."

that isnt just school for me.... its the story of my life... i know exactly how you feel when saying that. ok on to the rest of your journal

your dormies need to give you a bit of absinthe time! heh
why DO pretty girls carry guns (cough obvious reference cough... hey you mean you have another set in queue already! hehe )

im always too sappy inside though i dont always show it effectively i really hate that about me yeah hehe

uhm yup believe it or not ive read all about absinthes college times so far.
they seem pretty typical yup!
mine were... well boring!

What city did you visit?

Are you enjoying school so far?

*passes the pretzels*

Ohhh window shopping....did u see some cute shoes. Because you girls always find cute shoes
Glad u had a nice time hanging with your frinds.

Later City Living

College rules. Try to stay away from the Haus' though. It's a maneater.

turkeybaster?

awh poor pretty swallow!
*soft spot showing again*
heh jam session + roof + good friends = good times no
*shrugs*
hey at least you have yer place
im still in that longing wishing wanting to be someone else deal... im wondering if itll EVER just go AWAY. heh.
hehe tis ok on the comment lacking
yer a busy gal and all after all
and must get a doozy of comments seeings how yer an sg
... even aside from us skeezy pervos
haha

being collegiate much
wish ya continued good luck

I wish you luck, lovely.

Let me know when you're in town. Glad to see you around and about at SG again.

I will say, though, that getting drunk with the right friends is a blast.

Just remember to use condoms.

welcome to pdx. hope you are having a good time.

good luck!
congrats on college and all
glad to hear eveyrones friendly thats always a plus which makes it MUCH easier
youll have a blast
do live it up
no really i couldda college until jr year was so pathetically easy for me lol if only id had friends and stuff idve never been at a loss for fun hehe
ahh memories *snicker*
awh homesickness sucks
missin a significant other sucks worse
hope you two are reunited soon
who knows maybe hell get smart and pick a job/college near yers?

home is a strange place, after two years it's already just a place to store my past and find nostalgia.

what i left behind, i will always return to. i can't replace any of it, i can only hope to never repeat it. and so it's not starting over, it's moving on.

it's tough as fuck to do, and only now am i beginning to see why...

but trust me, although it may feel lonely at first, you'll learn more about yourself than you ever thought possible... and THAT is worth everything. rock on, good luck.

[Edited on Aug 23, 2004 5:13AM]

Good luck with the move! I know what you mean about feeling uprooted. Since I moved to Toronto, my Mom has sold the house I grew up in and moved in with her boyfriend. So now whenever I go home, not only am I not in "my house", but it also doesn't feel like HER house. It jus doesn't feel like home at all.

I think you'll enjoy it here. Good luck, and if you see a hot drunk guy with a bottle of Jack Daniels walkin around embarrassing himself during Orientation Week, say "Hi Dunx!"

welcome back!