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Now that schools is back in session, I've made a few pessimistic observations.
Pessimism #1. When you see familiar face on campus, CHANCES are that even if you know them, you probably haven't missed them that much over this summer break. The ones you miss are the ones you care about, and the ones you care about are the ones that you probably kept some sort of tabs on or communication with over the summer. Then there is eeeeevvvveryone else. They are neither +1 or -1, they are just 0's - neutral bystandards in your life.
You flash back to the last time you saw them, and you realize that was the last time you even thought of them... Their existence has not crossed your mind in a good 3 months, and so when you see them again their impact on you is minimal. In fact, the most impactful observation you can make is that you haven't seen them in a long time, and that's just... that's all. You don't REALLY miss them, and to be honest if they never returned your life would show no change.
When I am with people I like, everything is fine and dandy and fun.
When I am with people I do not like, at least I know I do not like them so there's a definite stance I can take on them. I can avoid dealing with them.
But then there's the other 70%. The neutral acquaintances who you know well enough that an interaction upon passing is obligatory. I hate when I have to plaster on a fake ass smile, or try too hard to resurrect a dead beat up conversation that died last semester with someone who I really share no common ground with. It's REAL tiring
LIFE UPDATE:
Fudge. 7 days till MCAT. I have been studying my ass off the past 10 days and FINALLY cracked today. Was THIS close --> <---- to going out. Ended up restraining myself to the house to get some work done, only to be sidetracked by friend visitors at the house until 2:30 AM (now). So considering today's lack of progress I will label today as my rest day. Hell week begins again tomorrow.
DOUBLE FUDGE. I have to wake up in 3.5 hours and walk to Memorial Stadium where I will enjoy a 5 hour shift wrapping stinky sweaty boys in ice... FUDGE. MY. BROWNIE
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the only redeeming notion is that one of the football players stopped his car today on telegraph to say hi to me! sweet! only 104 more boys to win over...
