Freshman year of college. Check.
Yesterday I packed up and moved out of my residence hall. (Good riddance to my disgusting roommate, her even more disgusting boyfriend, and the unpleasant people on my floor.) Friday before it was one hell of a night. I went out to the hookah bar with Sara and Ben. We had a good time, and then Weeb and Andy showed up to spend some time with us. They brought one of the alumni from the fraternity that I just couldn’t stand but I guess I didn’t have to deal with him much. After we left the hookah, we went back to the house and spent the night dancing and running amok. After Sara passed out on the porch though, it was time to call it quits. Once I got home, I intended to go to bed seeing as it was past 4am. That didn’t happen. I had visitors and they stayed until nearly 7am. I was supposed to be meeting my aunt at 8, so I had no choice but to stay awake since I’d only get to sleep for an hour. She showed up and we got moved out. I never did go to bed either.
I was up for 31 hours straight. It was rough and I slept forever today. I thought I’d be happy to be home for a little bit but I’m not. I’m just dying to get back to Ames and move into my apartment for the summer. Most of my friends are having a great time being home but I’m actually college sick. I’ve only got about 5 days left now but it seems like forever. I shopped for my apartment yesterday and went nuts just picking out dishes. My excitement is ridiculous. Summer ‘08…bring me my life back.
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Andy, apartment, Ben, College, hookah, Sara, sleep, summer, Weeb
It occurred to me today that I have not written here in some time and well, maybe that I should do my fuckin’ job and post something.
So I have one week left of my freshman year in the great college adventure. Hell yes, right? Wrong. I’m not ready to leave in the least. Everyone around me is packing up their things and babbling about how they can’t wait to go home. Apparently I’m a freak of nature because I’m dragging my feet and wishing it was next fall already. I think I have issues with letting go of people and places. College has been the greatest time of my entire life. Now I understand why some people never want to leave college. The people I know here are my entire life. I’m at a point right now where it feels like leaving these people will be the death of me. I thought high school was going to leave me with the people I’d always remember but they’ve been thrown through a window by college relationships.
College gave me my new best friend, Trista. The old one and I cut the apron strings and it’s for the better. Trista’s going home for the summer. I’m not. I should mention that. Whereas many of the people are going to disappear for the next few months, the place remains. I’m moving into an apartment on campus with Danielle. Lucky for me, some of my boys will still be staying around the fraternity. I could play frat house sleepover too if it weren’t for the housing corp. Girls aren’t allowed to live there this summer. Weak. I’m not looking forward to sleeping in an empty apartment alone when Danielle is sleeping next door at her boyfriend’s apartment. I convince myself that I hear noises when I’m alone. Garret will probably have to come sleep over until I get used to it. That’s what friends are for.
People are graduating. Some are leaving. I’m never going to see some of them again and that sucks. I’m far too attached to these people for my own good. I never really thought about anyone leaving even though I obviously knew that they would have to some day. I guess it’s just nice to think they’ll be there until the day I graduate. Bummer…
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College, Danielle, Garret, summer, Trista
Recently I’ve been meaning to write more in here. As I’ve expressed in earlier posts, there hasn’t been a whole lot to write about this winter. I could write about how it snowed. And then snowed again. And then snowed some more. I could write about having to push my parents vehicles out of the snow when they get stuck. Where do they get struck? The drive way of course. They’ve lived in Iowa their entire lives but still haven’t figured out how to not get stuck.
Anyways, I started going through old posts and I found one I had written about starting the coursework for getting my GED. Since I’m not sure I’ve ever posted this - I did complete and obtain my GED. In fact, I did so well that I have many around me wondering why I fucked up so bad in high school. Because of how I did, I have a pretty good chance at getting better financial aid and have been in the process of filling out more forms for next year. My biggest achievement? The GED instructor sent me an email the other day letting me know that I had received the highest points of any of her previous students. She also filled out a recommendation for me for the McElroy scholarship, which would be a free ride for a semester of college. Kind of neat.
My score, with 410 passing and 800 as highest score are as follows.
Reading - 760
Writing - 470
Mathematics - 550
Science - 760
Social Studies - 620
I believe if I had retested writing, I would have done much better - but I never had the oppertunity. Anyways - just an update on that whole situation.
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College, GED, school