Ok, I confess… I watch:
Real world
Road rules
And daria
Regularly.
Sue me
(better get in line now, it might be a while.)
There is a part of me that still remains the "college student".
I procrastinate everything
I have all or most of my personal belongings in one room
Sleep IS a beautiful thing
I still have to save up quarters for my laundry
Laundry that I let accumulate entirely too long
My sweatshirt collection is immense
I'm still a loyal wearer of doc martins
There is no real food in my fridge
Well, there's plenty of duck sauce and old butter
BUT…NOW
Now I have responsibilities
(bills other than pizza/beer contributions)
Smart enough to take Motrin BEFORE I go out
(i.e.: hangover preventative)
I can't CUT work and sleep in.
I can't talk myself out of paperwork
I can't (well not as easily)
go out and make a complete arse out of myself and
let others blame it on my being a college student
I actually read textbooks now
in comparison to stacking them up to use as tables.
I can't change job fields as easily as major changing.
Time seems to be running out on my
"waiting to grow up"
You know what I miss most? I miss just hanging out together talking about nothing, sitting in each other's rooms on each other's beds. The ridiculous romances that took place between our circle of friends, or cuddling up with each other to watch TV with the "resident cutie" of the week. …sigh
It had been so innocent, playful…we were family. A family of misfits but a family nonetheless. We defended each other, screamed at other, borrowed each other's clothes (with and without asking), fell for the same guy, fought over him and watched him go after someone else anyway.
We were all so different from one another but we all just wanted to be liked and accepted. Some of us led and some of us followed. But after everything had been said and done none of us had left there the same.
Damn nostalgia
