College is a life altering experience. You make mistakes. You fuck up. You live. Parts of you die. You change. But regardless; you learn, you grow, and you have a fucking blast doing what you're doing.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Aaah!
I think I'm about two minutes from having a nervous breakdown.
Crazy, irresponsible, wild. This journal follows the adventures of a girl trying to make her way through college, hook-ups, work, friends, debt, and boredom.
You have four years to be irresponsible here. Relax. Work is for people with jobs. You'll never remember class time, but you'll remember time you wasted hanging out with your friends. So, stay out late. Go out on a Tuesday with your friends when you have a paper due Wednesday. Spend money you don't have. Drink 'til sunrise. The work never ends, but college does.
2 comments:
So? Did it happen? Are you posting from the psych ward?
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Funny -- No, I survived.
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