Last Winter Break

It’s sad that I don’t write in here much any more, since it’s my last year as a college student. I’ve almost forgotten about my diary actually. I am however, determined to not stop writing about it. I’ve given up on other diaries before, and then I’d find the diary years later and wish I had continued.

This last semester was pretty rough in terms of work. I thought I’d have a relatively easy semester, but my two classes that I would would be easy were actually pretty work intensive. I’ve applied to PA schools and I’ve been granted an interview to my first choice school, which will be taking place this Monday. I’ve made practice questions about topics they could ask me about, that way I feel somewhat prepared for this interview.

As for my social life…living in the house that I’mn in this year is the worst off campus living arrangement I’ve ever had. My longtime friend, Heather, has completely pulled a 180 in terms of her personality. She’s rude, loud, obnoxious, self-centered, and has developed a nasty habit of talking about me behind my back to my friends and to my boyfriend. I almost wish I had decided to live by myself this year…Living with her makes me wish that I had already graduated, which makes me depressed and mad. I mean, it’s my last year away at school and she’s ruining it.

Speaking of ex-friends…Ivy (my big sister through my sorority) who’s been my best friend since I was a sophomore, has also totally changed. She was so rude to me the last time she visited hurt me so much that I haven’t spoken to her since. It hurts that I’ve been friends with some people for long and then they randomly transform into assholes. Ivy and Heather in particular were the ones to help me the most when I was getting over Chris, and later Henry. They’ve generally been the ones who’ve been there for me and now they’re not. It’s just incredibly depressing.

Corinne is another story….I understand that she’s very busy with graduate school and with her boyfriend, but she practically has dropped off the face of the Earth. She was supposed to come and visit for Alumni Weekend but decided not to at the last minute because she had too much work to do…She knew about this weekend for WEEKS…How could not have planned for it??!! Also, our pledge class has a listserve just for us that I created and that virtually no-one uses except me. So finally people started writing e-mails to update everyone else with what has been going on in their lives, since we rarely see each other any more. Corinne basically writes, "Well I don’t have time to write an e-mail but I miss you guys." How busy can you be that you can’t take 20 minutes out of your day to write an e-mail?? It’s just depressing. I feel like my life is slowly reverting back to the way it was, where I had very few close friends and my social life mainly revolved around dinner and movies with my family. The only difference now is that I have Mike. However, who knows how long that’ll last…I don’t know if he can even get a job here, with the economy the way that it is right now…

Most of my friends have graduated already and the ones that haven’t I’ve grown apart from. My friend Sam and I rarely talk, even though she lives down the street. Paige and I rarely see each other since we don’t work at Old Navy together any more and she’s usually owrking at the liquor store now. My housemates aren’t the going out types. At this point, I usually go out with Mike. Going out isn’t the same though; I don’t know half of the bar any more, I’m not with a huge group of friends, and I’m seriously irritated with the over-crowdedness of the bars downtown. I feel so old…I used to party til 4 am, drink til I was dizzy, and spend most of my weekends sleeping off my hangovers. Now Mike and I spend the weekend ordering in Chinese, finishing up school work, and passing out at 11:30 while watching a movie. Things have definitely changed.

Becca and John are doing well. Becca’s moved out and living with her boyfriend in a town about 30 minutes from my house. She’s a guidance counselor and she absolutely loves her job. John is having a blast at his college in the city. He’s spending most of his break working as a bar-back in some new bar that recently opened. Although he may not be working there for long. He called my mother this morning to tell her that he got ragingly drunk last night and told off all of his managers. Granted, his managers are jerks who hit on the 20 year-old girls who work at the bar, but still…my mother wasn’t pleased. John actually called me not too long ago. He and I rarely speak while we’re away at school. I was actually starting to get depressed that we were starting to grow apart, when he randomly called me last week and we spoke for an hour. I miss him…Hopefully, I’ll go and visit him in New York City over break, and I definitely plan on calling him after I get out of my interview. Next semester I want to go and visit him at school. Apparently he has a sick apartment…plus I’d like the chance to act like a crazy college kid again.

I guess that’s that…my life has gotten a lot less interesting compared to last semester. Growing up definitely sucks.

**Artist**