1. prinsipemo: Unhappy Let’s start here. With this picture. A little piece of the fight my heart’s been fighting lately. But before we get to that, I think I’m going to try to keep up with this. This blog I mean. Obviously the previous entries are pretty scattered. Maybe it was college, maybe it was laziness, maybe it was trying to forget about him. But excuses aside, I missed writing. I missed writing to just write. Now I write till 2 in the morning to receive a C on my fifteen-page paper anyway (oh the irony of college professors, the harder I seem to work - the lower my grade). It is July 22nd and I’m ready for school, which I have to wait exactly one month and one week for. But I got a job at Christiana Mall, as a server for The Cheesecake Factory! I’ve worked at Max & Erma’s for 3 years so it’ll be nice for something refreshing. I’m working both jobs until the end of the summer (I start training for Cheesecake on Monday) so this last month or so is about to get hectic. I’m so mixed up about my home life. There’s a few people I wish I could pack in my suitcase and bring to college. And I will have my car this semester so I can go visit, but considering my job, 15 credits of classes, and Gamma Phi Beta - I don’t know how that’s going to go. We’ll see. But anyway, there’s also the people that I want to push into traffic. And it’s weird because it’s people I used to love, practically beg to be around. College open your eyes to this whole new world, and it sounds cliche but it’s true. You come across so many new people that it wakes you up, ya know?  I just feel like some people are stuck in a rut. And yeah there might be a few specific people in mind. I want to help. But if I get in too deep, well - been there and done that and never ever doing that again. I have to keep coaching myself. Isn’t it funny? You can never predict what you’re going to feel a year later, but I don’t think I ever imagined this. And if you continue to play it safe, like anything is fair game - I will step in and say something. My emotions in general are perfectly described by “Jar of Hearts” by Christina Perri right now.  The countdown to August 29th begins now.

    prinsipemo:

    Unhappy

    Let’s start here. With this picture. A little piece of the fight my heart’s been fighting lately. But before we get to that, I think I’m going to try to keep up with this. This blog I mean. Obviously the previous entries are pretty scattered. Maybe it was college, maybe it was laziness, maybe it was trying to forget about him. But excuses aside, I missed writing. I missed writing to just write. Now I write till 2 in the morning to receive a C on my fifteen-page paper anyway (oh the irony of college professors, the harder I seem to work - the lower my grade).

    It is July 22nd and I’m ready for school, which I have to wait exactly one month and one week for. But I got a job at Christiana Mall, as a server for The Cheesecake Factory! I’ve worked at Max & Erma’s for 3 years so it’ll be nice for something refreshing. I’m working both jobs until the end of the summer (I start training for Cheesecake on Monday) so this last month or so is about to get hectic.

    I’m so mixed up about my home life. There’s a few people I wish I could pack in my suitcase and bring to college. And I will have my car this semester so I can go visit, but considering my job, 15 credits of classes, and Gamma Phi Beta - I don’t know how that’s going to go. We’ll see. But anyway, there’s also the people that I want to push into traffic. And it’s weird because it’s people I used to love, practically beg to be around. College open your eyes to this whole new world, and it sounds cliche but it’s true. You come across so many new people that it wakes you up, ya know? 

    I just feel like some people are stuck in a rut. And yeah there might be a few specific people in mind. I want to help. But if I get in too deep, well - been there and done that and never ever doing that again. I have to keep coaching myself. Isn’t it funny? You can never predict what you’re going to feel a year later, but I don’t think I ever imagined this. And if you continue to play it safe, like anything is fair game - I will step in and say something.

    My emotions in general are perfectly described by “Jar of Hearts” by Christina Perri right now. 

    The countdown to August 29th begins now.

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