| put the pieces together... ( @ 2007-04-19 23:25:00 |
Prospie Weekend
Today a bunch of people from Uni came to visit UChicago...it made me think:
(1) damn, I'm old
(2) I'm in college
(3) my first year of college is almost over
(4) damn, I'm old
And, sadly, I am still required to get my parents to sign my Housing Reapplication. That's because I'm not 18 yet. Now, as a contradiction of previous two statements, that leaves me in a confused state of uncertainty.
Nonetheless, it was great seeing people from Uni. It made me sort of miss it...and at the same time made me realize how far I've grown from it in such a short amount of time. I feel almost completely disconnected and a little lonely...a little.
Sometimes I wonder if it'll ever really hit me that Uni is behind me and UChicago is my next "home," my next "network," or if I'll always be stuck in that past mindset.
Sometimes I listen to music that I listened to in high school, songs that had significance or make me think of moments back when we were together ("Stacey's Mom" makes me think of dances spent in the stairwell of Uni, Postal Service makes me think of graduation...) and sometimes I wonder if it'll ever pass me. Maybe it won't...a small reverie in the back of my mind that'll never quite fade away...
Today a bunch of people from Uni came to visit UChicago...it made me think:
(1) damn, I'm old
(2) I'm in college
(3) my first year of college is almost over
(4) damn, I'm old
And, sadly, I am still required to get my parents to sign my Housing Reapplication. That's because I'm not 18 yet. Now, as a contradiction of previous two statements, that leaves me in a confused state of uncertainty.
Nonetheless, it was great seeing people from Uni. It made me sort of miss it...and at the same time made me realize how far I've grown from it in such a short amount of time. I feel almost completely disconnected and a little lonely...a little.
Sometimes I wonder if it'll ever really hit me that Uni is behind me and UChicago is my next "home," my next "network," or if I'll always be stuck in that past mindset.
Sometimes I listen to music that I listened to in high school, songs that had significance or make me think of moments back when we were together ("Stacey's Mom" makes me think of dances spent in the stairwell of Uni, Postal Service makes me think of graduation...) and sometimes I wonder if it'll ever pass me. Maybe it won't...a small reverie in the back of my mind that'll never quite fade away...