mymichele's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As of 8:25 AM, I am a free woman. I bet you're jealous. As of 8:25 AM on Friday, December 13th 2002, I am forever finished with school. As of 8:25 AM, I have finished my finals, my projects, my papers. I no longer need to be at this university. I no longer have to climb the hill of death every single day to get to my classes. I no longer have to put up with a loud suitemate. I no longer get to go to class everyday, pack up my stuff on Friday, go to BB's, and then come back on Sunday, missing out on weekends that most people in my situation have never missed. I no longer have to worry about whether I'll have a roommmate when I return from my summer break. I have finished my college career at The University of North Texas. I am quite reflective about this day, but I'm not really sad about it. The only thing I'm sad about is the fact that in the 3 1/2 years I've been at this school, BB has been by my side, and now he's not. But hey, what can ya do? As of 8:25 on Friday, December 13th, 2002, I am officially free. I have no job. I have no place to live. I have no boyfriend tying me down. I am now going to join the ranks of the millions of other confused 20somethings that have no idea what to do with their lives. As I write this, I can't really pinpoint my exact feeling about that. 6 months ago I thought I'd be engaged by now. I thought I'd be moving closer to BB, I'd have a job on a newspaper in Dallas, and we'd get to see each other all the time. I'd get to make dinner for him 2 or 3 times a week. We'd move in together soon. I thought I'd be going to Las Vegas for New Years Eve with him. I thought we would be taking steps to spend the rest of our lives together. This arrangement is probably better. I'm now going to the big new world of Austin, a place I've often thought of as my real home. The place I loved going to and dreaded leaving. *sigh* I am happy. It's almost exciting to have no clue as to what is ahead of me. I do have 1 job prospect that my brother set up for me as a receptionist at a computer firm. That doesn't exactly tickle my jollie's, but it's a start. It's a big $10 an hour and that's a lot of money to me. A LOT! I made $360 a month at my newspaper job. But I'm free. I have no place to live for the next 2 weeks. I can stay with my mom, my dad, my dad's girlfriend, the farm. I can do whatever I want, it seems like. That's just so scary to me. I'm only 23 years old and there's so much ahead of me, and it's exciting and scary and all kinds of crap like that. I wish I was experiencing this life with BB, but again, what can I do? This is my life now. This is what I have to deal with. Sorry. I'm just contemplative today. This is all very very new for me. I never thought I'd ever finish college, that I'd be here forever, going to Mardi Gras and Las Vegas and missing the weekends to be with someone who would eventually dump me and abandon me. But I do think I'm wrong about something. In this entry, I said I didn't grow in college, that I only cultivated my worst qualities. I don't think that's true anymore. I learned a lot of valuable lessons, but I haven't really had a chance to apply them yet. I'm sure once I get out in the "real world" I'll figure out what I really learned. If that makes any sense. I really have come far from the pizza eating, jeopardy playing, porn watching freshmen at SMU. I learned a lot about myself, and I learned a lot about people in general. But that's probably for another time. We all know how bitter I am, so I'll spare you that little speech again. Anyway. ***** Of course, all the above depends on if I passed my test this morning. I knew I was in trouble when the teacher walked in this morning and announced, "Good morning people, happy Friday the 13th!" I then knew I was in trouble when I actually saw the test. That was like.. the worst test I've ever taken in my life. Hopefully my teacher will have pity on me. DEATH TO MASS COM LAW! DIE! I HATE YOU, MASS COMMUNICATIONS! Urrm. ***** Well, I'm moving out today so I guess I better get started on that. When I talk to you again, I will be out of here! The dorm that I have known for so long, gone forever. I would shed a tear, but it's not really that sad. I hate this place. Muahahaha. ***** So my hair looks absolutely fantabulous. Seriously. I told the guy to put more highlights in the very front because I've always wanted something like that, and it looks so cool. I may be a fat chick, but at least I'm a fat chick with absolutely fabulous hair. Yeeyuh. What was MyMichele doing a year ago? "Anyway! After the meeting, I went to the library to study. My former roommate joined me, and since we hadn't seen each other in so long, we had to catch up! For three hours, we made a big mess on the table, we laughed like silly goons, we burped, we farted, we talked about wanting to get some of our creative writing teacher (she had him in a class before I did.. I was so relieved that she shared my thoughts on how sexy he is, because really, he's old and looks like a pug, but there's something about him) but we didn't study. Which is bad because I have two finals tomorrow and the grade I get will pretty much determine how I do in the class, but good because we had fun and having fun is what matters, isn't it?" "You have purchased 2 ticket(s) for: Venue: Hard Rock Hotel Location: Las Vegas, NV Date & Time: Monday, December 31, 2001 10:00PM Your Tickets: SECTION FLOOR, ROW GA2, SEATS 86 TO 87 # of Tickets: 2 Total Paid: 435.05 Delivery Method: Will Call HEWITT*SILVA PRESENTS GUNS N ROSES" I am so jealous of myself from last year. Is that wrong? *sigh* 8:36 a.m. - Friday, Dec. 13, 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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