This is the part I hate the most
I have, inevitably, had a really difficult first year of college.
I mean, it’s not like my conditions were horrible, to say the least.
But a lot of things happen in college. College challenges us with many things.
College offers alcohol in the form of fun (even though I still don’t find the “fun”) and this in between state of being independent while seeking some kind of dependence at the same time.
I don’t know if I feel much different. Maybe I’m learning internally instead of wanting to shout everything out. But I kind of want to.
I want to say that college is difficult, and I hate whining, but it kind of sucks to be independent.
It sucks when people are still dramatically in high school mode and you hang on to their every word. It sucks that you weren’t as obsessed as you once were, believing that anything was possible. It kind of sucks that your feminism has died out because you don’t have time to be that passionate. It sucks that your friends have fallen to laziness (or you) because of this perfectly independent state.
I think the worst part is that I feel like I have no dreams. Like every degree is worthless and I have to do this and this. I don’t know if I even like Wall Street anymore. (even though I subscribe to WSJ) I hear that the economy is perpetually fucked, so there are no jobs, anywhere. I can’t pretend anymore that I am excited about my major. I just want to make it out alive in my math class and learn everything I can.
Eh, but I have learned, and I’m actually kind of glad. I can relax now and if I have learned anything from this year, I’ll put it to action.
Time to paint, time to buy some new typewriter stuff and art books.