oooh unlucky number 13. is it odd that 13 has always been my favorite number, despite the unlucky claims about it? i also really love it when there's a friday the 13th in a month. unlucky, i know, but those are some of my favorite fridays.
speaking of fridays, that's what today is. what am i doing? working. what is everyone else in the law office doing? aside from katy (my partner-in-crime and other runner) and tara (assistant and bookkeeper extraordinaire), they've all left to start their weekends early. not that i'd really have anything to do if i started my weekend early. the only thing i've got going on this weekend is work, babysitting, then more work. and find sometime in between to take my final astronomy exam. i really hate that class. i thought it was going to be way more interesting than it turned out to be. perhaps if i had taken it at winthrop, in an actual class setting, it would've been better. oh well. i've got at least a b in that class so, what had to be done is (almost) done. really, the only thing i would do if i left early would be facebook and tumblr (which i would be doing now, but those websites are not allowed at work).
yes, that is how exciting my summer is/has been. well, when you've got one boyfriend obsessed best friend back in rock hill, one at the beach, one who works tonight, one who is unreachable 97% of the time, one who is depressing to be around (and blames that on you), who can you really turn to aside from internet friends? i swear, had it not been for the wonderful people on tumblr and the pervy people on formspring, my summer would have lost what little interest it had a month ago and i would probably be bat shit crazy in a mental hospital right now.
you see, summer works for people like my sister. the social, outgoing people with multiple groups of friends, where if one group was busy/unavailable, she'd have another one to do something with. i'm not saying i envy her vast amount of friends. i'm perfectly fine with the one, close-knit group i have. that is, until it comes to distance. we can never seem to work that one out. my point is, summer does not work for me. i need a season where we're all in the same environment, in the same place. (i.e. during the school year). you can't take 47 vacations and work 17 hours a day during the school year. you have the same breaks and are in class for the same general time frame. the scheduling for free/hang out time works itself out. but then again, maybe i'm just lazy in my planning abilities.
oh, summer. how i loathe thee. although, i am excited to have, like, a week's worth of a break before classes start after i move in. in that week i plan to organize everything that i'll inevitably just dump in my room while unpacking; find a job; and get my tattoo. hell, i may even read ahead for my english and writing classes. more likely, though, i'll just party most every night since i haven't pretty much all summer. i feel weird partying in my hometown. i don't really like the people there when they're drunk (aside from the friends i've been drinking with since high school) and i'm just not as comfortable as i am partying in rock hill. maybe it's because every party i go to in newberry there are at least 4 or 5 people from my high school who come up to me and say, "kathryne! i had no idea you partied. this is so weird. you've got a beer in your hand! never thought i'd see the day." whereas in rock hill, the second i walk into a party it's like, "kat, why don't you have a drink yet?" or "here, take a hit of this." which makes me feel like much less of an awkward, antisocial person. hey, another reason i hate summer. all summer that's what i feel like because my sister's out all the time and i just get to hang around the house with my parents. let me tell you how much fun that is. not.
so, in other words, i have a life in rock hill. and right now i am sick and tired of not having a life. case in point: i just rambled for over 45 minutes about just how boring my life is right now.
rock hill = 7 days and 16 hours away.
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