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Dear Campbell's: Your chicken noodle soup could use a little more chicken. Your noodle supply is wonderously plentiful, though. Thanks.
Checking out people's profiles on Facebook has begun to make me feel slightly inadequate. It seems as if everyone else is going to a four year school and I'm not. I'll admit that I used to have the idea that going to a community college/two year school meant that you were either A.) broke or B.) not good enough for a university, but I've grown up and realize that, you know, it's not true. But I still kind of hate that I'm not away yet; that I'm still pathetically lame and listen to my parents (though I don't have to; it's a big respect thing and because if I get kicked out of the house, I have nowhere to go) and don't go to parties or hang out with people as much or anything. Maybe that's why I want to do the Washington semester so bad--I want to be a "normal" kid for awhile instead of having to wait until I get all my credits together and I transfer.
Also, whilst checking Facebook, I am startled at the fact that so many of my male classmates ended up growing up and not turning out that bad at all. I mean, even the guys who annoyed me or were my friends are kind of cute. And that also makes me feel a mite inadequate too. I sometimes feel like I look the same as I did in eighth grade or freshman year, give or take some weight. I physically looked fifteen when I was twelve, and now... I don't know. I always kind of hoped I'd end up looking different. I didn't expect that I'd be like, I don't know, a supermodel in waiting. But I guess I expected I'd be able to get some heads to turn or whatever. And it's like, people I knew way back when (versus the people I met in high school, who look only slightly different than they did when I first met them versus the kids I knew from kindergarten through middle school) turned out better, and I'm just... whatever.
I'm going on a trip on Friday. Whee. Kind of.
Checking out people's profiles on Facebook has begun to make me feel slightly inadequate. It seems as if everyone else is going to a four year school and I'm not. I'll admit that I used to have the idea that going to a community college/two year school meant that you were either A.) broke or B.) not good enough for a university, but I've grown up and realize that, you know, it's not true. But I still kind of hate that I'm not away yet; that I'm still pathetically lame and listen to my parents (though I don't have to; it's a big respect thing and because if I get kicked out of the house, I have nowhere to go) and don't go to parties or hang out with people as much or anything. Maybe that's why I want to do the Washington semester so bad--I want to be a "normal" kid for awhile instead of having to wait until I get all my credits together and I transfer.
Also, whilst checking Facebook, I am startled at the fact that so many of my male classmates ended up growing up and not turning out that bad at all. I mean, even the guys who annoyed me or were my friends are kind of cute. And that also makes me feel a mite inadequate too. I sometimes feel like I look the same as I did in eighth grade or freshman year, give or take some weight. I physically looked fifteen when I was twelve, and now... I don't know. I always kind of hoped I'd end up looking different. I didn't expect that I'd be like, I don't know, a supermodel in waiting. But I guess I expected I'd be able to get some heads to turn or whatever. And it's like, people I knew way back when (versus the people I met in high school, who look only slightly different than they did when I first met them versus the kids I knew from kindergarten through middle school) turned out better, and I'm just... whatever.
I'm going on a trip on Friday. Whee. Kind of.
