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I suddenly got very homesick, and it's my 4th year of college
TheSonicRetard
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I've never really felt homesick before, but suddenly I got this strong feeling of... I dunno, closest I can describe it is nostalgia, for my old room, and my old life at home. I kinda miss being at home with my big sister (who doesn't live there anymore) and my mom and dad. I miss highschool and never having to study. I miss having meals prepared for me. I miss walking into the living room at 10:00 pm on any given night and seeing the lights turned low, and my mom on the couch watching a movie, or my dad laying on the floor watching some late sports game.
I miss carpet. I miss being able to take off my shoes, walk around the carpet, and not have to worry about my feet getting dirty (my frat house has hardwood). I miss being nagged not to do shit, and I miss having everyone around me having the exact same schedule. It kinda sucks here, because I operate on my own schedule, which normally includes no morning, half an afternoon, late night studying, and then a super early morning exam before crashing for the day.
I really miss not having to support myself. Not having to check the bank account to make sure I could go do blah or bleh, instead having my parents buy my groceries, and everything else, so my paychecks went towards fun. I miss generally hanging around my family.
I miss my old friends. I really thought we'd all stick together though college, even the one's who went to different schools. I don't talk to a single person I used to talk to in highschool, but I still miss my old friends. And seeing them every day in class.
I miss when my life revolved around my family, my home, and my friends. This all kinda just hit me at once.
So I took a long drive, and I still feel kinda sad that I don't have all that with me right now. Blah, back to studying, I guess.
I miss carpet. I miss being able to take off my shoes, walk around the carpet, and not have to worry about my feet getting dirty (my frat house has hardwood). I miss being nagged not to do shit, and I miss having everyone around me having the exact same schedule. It kinda sucks here, because I operate on my own schedule, which normally includes no morning, half an afternoon, late night studying, and then a super early morning exam before crashing for the day.
I really miss not having to support myself. Not having to check the bank account to make sure I could go do blah or bleh, instead having my parents buy my groceries, and everything else, so my paychecks went towards fun. I miss generally hanging around my family.
I miss my old friends. I really thought we'd all stick together though college, even the one's who went to different schools. I don't talk to a single person I used to talk to in highschool, but I still miss my old friends. And seeing them every day in class.
I miss when my life revolved around my family, my home, and my friends. This all kinda just hit me at once.
So I took a long drive, and I still feel kinda sad that I don't have all that with me right now. Blah, back to studying, I guess.
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man, don't do this
The sudden realisation that nothing will ever be the same as what it once was is a harsh one indeed.
If you're feeling really bummed out about it try and get in contact with your old friends.. Try and arrange a night of doing exactly what you used to.
9 times out of 10 that meet up will be awkward and nothing like how it used to be, you'll realise how much you've grown as a person and matured and you won't miss it anymore..
Or you could, you know. Get crunk eer'day.
Well thanks alot asshole.
I just moved away to college myself.
I was happy to be away but after reading that I'm not feeling so happy.
But seriously, I'll probably be feeling the same way in a few weeks myself.
oh snap
it is the worst illness ever, and the only thing that cures it instantly is going home
or a call to your Mum back in Onett
i cant deny this.
6 more months in this god forsaken place and i can leave though.
i find that makes it worse
Dad's always getting on my case about taking a break. You know what, Dad, I just wailed on some doped-up hippies, fanatic cultists, and laser beam wielding aliens with a baseball bat, alright? How 'bout I decide when I need a break.
Of course, I have so much more free time and privacy since I moved out, not to mention that my place is far cleaner and more orderly.
Seriously, the boy does not know how to pick up after himself!
I visit them and I step through the door and suddenly I'm 18 again and they expect me to slot right back in. They don't call for months on end and then I pay them my yearly visit and it's like I never left.
IT'S BEEN SIX YEARS AND NO I DON'T KNOW WHERE YOU STORE THE TEA-BAGS YOU HAD THE KITCHEN REDESIGNED A YEAR AGO
That's probably a big reason why I have this feeling. My first 2 years of school? Had my own room, and I was generally isolated. I joined a fraternity while I was in school, and no lie, I love it. It's fun, it gives me experience in a business-like atmosphere (especially since I'm the president), and I like the guys. Then last year I moved into the fraternity house... and I got a roommate, for the first time in my life.
I guess this is just a solid year of absolutely no privacy causing me stress. When I lived in an apartment by myself, it was great. I could go to a party my frat was throwing, have a lot of fun, and then when I was done, I could simply leave. Go home. The mess, the 100 people in the yard/house, the noise... I could walk away from it all. And I wasn't surrounded by it 24/7. Now I live in the fraternity house.
When I come home from school, I want to relax. But now I'm in the fraternity house. I come home to annoyances. It's little things. Not having a fucking living room to yourself because 10 or so guys who don't live in the house will be down there. The place is ALWAYS dirty. There is constant noise.
I probably would have liked it better if I had my own room. But no, I had a roommate. When the house is noisy, and there are people around who want to talk, I can't retreat back to my room, because my roommate is there. Even when he isn't, there's always, in the back of my mind, a feeling that he could walk in at any moment. So I never had that security that I had when I lived alone. And then there was the fact that my roommate was an idiot. "You and your friend are too drunk to drive home. Take Gabe (moi) and my bed, and we'll sleep downstairs on the couch"
Yeah, that actually happened once. Shit like that. He was over hospitable, and it annoyed the fuck out of me. Everyone is down stairs, being loud, and I go to my room to get away and get some quiet. No fucking good, because later on he'll walk in with like 8 or 9 people who want to hang out in my room.
I guess I just really value quiet and privacy.
This isn't all to shit on my fraternity, because honestly, I really do love it. It's just that this year of living with zero privacy and quiet is making me long for the days before college.
I recommend you get someone to hit you in a car. Then by a weird set of events he becomes your Butler. He can now wait on you hand and foot and you can have whacky adventures.
But yeah, I live by myself I can't really picture myself moving back in with people and have them nag me to do shit.
Satans..... hints.....
And then go to Soccer Practice with the Gay Pimp.
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Satans..... hints.....
Oh man, that sounds fucking great. I can't wait till I have a stable job, where work doesn't follow me home.
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shot of sonicretard sitting still while a party is moving really fast around him (he is looking sad)
Work always follows you home.
There's nothing you can do about it.
fading in and out of shots of him back at home while this is happening of course
You can kill yourself. That will teach work.
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No it doesn't.
It's called working hard and keeping deadlines.
I've only had to work weekends twice in two years and I'll do a two 14 hour days in a row once every six months.
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Good morning Hunter.
I'm not talking about working weekends.
I'm talking about worrying about what employee X might think if you do this.
The ramifications of some random decision you made.
People getting pissed for no reason cuz they are gay.
BEDTIME
What's so goddamn good about it
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