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That's scary as shit. In two years...I'm out there, in this pyschotic and schitzophrenic world. These past two years have been the most meaningful and valuble years of my life; I've discovered myself and have had a lot of revelations on personal and spiritual (if you can call it that). Mainly, I've just developed a lot as a person in every way that is possible. I was 100% correct that getting out of Oregon was the best thing that could happen to me. I think when I was young in New Jersey before my family moved to Oregon, I must have had the chemical dependence of living in an urban enviroment imprinted on me- my first memories are walking down by the WTC with my father near his law office. I remember the smell of the city even to this day. Getting out of Oregon has saved me. Other fronts:
*family: This is the perhaps the front that has suffered the most. I've realized the magnitue of just how fucked up my family is, from the alcoholism and the drug use, to the just plain psychological inbalance that is my father. Realizing that I can't be around my father for more than a few days was incredably sad. It made me realize that if/when the day comes for me to settle down and start a family, you better bet your collective asses that it's going to be after a strong foundation has been laid- emotionally, financially, the whole shabang. *academic: I've learned a LOT about the subjects I've always wanted to: Theology, Philosophy, and yes, even mfing Calculus. I don't care about grades that much, seeing as how I'm just a BA in biology and not a BS (pre-med). It's much more enjoyable. *human relationships. Much better than I expected, but the level of psychological disturbances in my relationships with the male gender has even suprised me. But I am happy to have loved, and be loved in return. I'm now a better person, stronger, and less willing to deal with bullshit after the latest fiasco. College life has been disapointing. I like to party it up like the next person, but the fuck-and-run culture and the hyprocrisy of dealing with this sickens me and has made me turn to going off campus for human relationships.
Am I a better person than I was two years ago. Absolutely. I'm happy to be alive, and I want to see more of the world. But I hope the next two years are better...I really do. So, woo. There you go.
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