It’s been a long time since I’ve updated. Perhaps the perfect time, then, for a new blog post.
I graduated high school! Excitement! And now I’m a college freshmen, somewhere in the USA (I’ve never left), and hoping to one day achieve a degree. I’ll talk about that later. Right now, I kind of want to rant about a few frustrations of mine, and talk about a few joys that came with this transition.
First of all, why are so many teachers of core classes so blatantly dismissive? So many of my teachers act as if no one wants to be present, and they have to convince us of how important their class is. I’ve spent my whole life in classes I had no choice not to be in, but this is the first time teachers have tried so hard to convince their students that they need this class. What the fuck is that about? Is it because we can withdraw from this school, these classes, at will?
I’ve found a group of friends, which pleases me to no end. I’ve got two roommates and three other girls who live on campus as well, and the six of us tend to get along pretty well. We’re still dealing with growing pains, feeling out sore spots, adjusting- but it’s coming along. The people in my classes, for the most part, are really sweet, and we chat between classes and commiserate about professors who are just not getting their points across. Having a net of acquaintences is great. I recommend it.
On a not so fun note, one of my roommates refuses to believe that I like neither boys nor girls. She continues to insist that I’ll meet someone someday, and it makes my skin itch. I don’t want a partner. I don’t want children. And people seem to think that’s a crime, an anomoly, and in her case, something to be rectified. She teases often that I clearly like a guy we met, and it’s getting harder to keep my frustration tucked away.
At some point, I’ll go into some detail about various things, about how my life is going, etc. But for now, I’m mainly writing this post to avoid studying, so I think I’ll get back to that now.
Thanks for reading,