sinkoman
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So, my plan for after highschool is to go to San Francisco, live with my auntie on Telegraph hill, and go to San Francisco Community College for two years, gain residency, then transfer to SFU or some other California school and attend for another two years. Hopefully by then i'll have a positive answer as to what i'm going to do with myself.
I'm going to be shipping off to SF in July to speak with the counsellor and get my classes squared away, then stay till shit starts in august.
But it just hit me last night, that July is two or three months from now...
Two or three months, and i'm pretty much starting over. Square one, i'm not going to be knowing nobody, not going to have a real routine, and none of my friends are going to be there.
Holy shit, two months, and i'm going to have to grow the **** up. It's not like i'm going to a REAL college, so there'll be no getting to know my roomate and stemming off from there, i'm going to ****ing know absolutely NOBODY in the damned city, relatives aside. Two months, and i'm going to have to get another job, and inject some responsibility into my ass.
Nobody to call up and just chill with on lazy sundays, nobody to hang out with at their house trying to figure out what to do on saturday night, nobody to drink or smoke with, nobody...
It'll just be me and my bike.
What the ****...
WHAT THE ****! I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR THIS SHIT WHEN I WAS BORNED!!!!!
I can barely even fathom the concept, I dunno if i'm ready to actually go through with it. All this talk of how once i'm old enough, i'm getting as far away from this house as possible, but here it is. My chance to get out of here and start over, just like I always wanted, and I dunno if i'm ready to take it...
I'm going to be shipping off to SF in July to speak with the counsellor and get my classes squared away, then stay till shit starts in august.
But it just hit me last night, that July is two or three months from now...
Two or three months, and i'm pretty much starting over. Square one, i'm not going to be knowing nobody, not going to have a real routine, and none of my friends are going to be there.
Holy shit, two months, and i'm going to have to grow the **** up. It's not like i'm going to a REAL college, so there'll be no getting to know my roomate and stemming off from there, i'm going to ****ing know absolutely NOBODY in the damned city, relatives aside. Two months, and i'm going to have to get another job, and inject some responsibility into my ass.
Nobody to call up and just chill with on lazy sundays, nobody to hang out with at their house trying to figure out what to do on saturday night, nobody to drink or smoke with, nobody...
It'll just be me and my bike.
What the ****...
WHAT THE ****! I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR THIS SHIT WHEN I WAS BORNED!!!!!
I can barely even fathom the concept, I dunno if i'm ready to actually go through with it. All this talk of how once i'm old enough, i'm getting as far away from this house as possible, but here it is. My chance to get out of here and start over, just like I always wanted, and I dunno if i'm ready to take it...