It is beginning to feel a little empty here in Connecticut. All my friends have decided to up and start leaving, going back to college and that whole shtick. I, on the other will be stuck here (by choice) for another 3 months. As my internship at St. Paul Travelers continues, I will be looking for some social relief because all my close friends are back at college. Most of my friends from HS are within a couple hours driving time, so I am sure I will make it out to see them during the upcoming weekends; it’s the ones in Rochester that are really gonna be tough to not see.
I was just at RIT over the weekend, with the intention of moving all of my furniture out of Paul’s apartment and into yaniv’s basement. Apparently, there was a communication breakdown (thx Floyd) and there was no need to move my stuff. I drove 330 miles and missed a killer party (450+ peeps) in Albany for NOTHING! Okay, I am lying, nothing is an exaggeration, I spent some quality time with my buddies from Hillel. I spent Saturday night at Yaniv’s house and got see his beautiful sister (who I haven’t seen since November) and family. Sunday, Greg and I spent the AM postering flyers for Hillel, advertising our website, events, etc. It was quite an experience running through all the dorms putting posters on the walls and avoiding colliding with freshmeat..i mean freshman. It was move-in day for the incomings and the campus was packed with young blood (more on this later…). After that we just hung out in Greg’s kick-ass University Commons apartment. Hopefully my future home when I get back to RIT November 29th. 4 bedrooms, 2 baths, kitchen, utilities included, and on-campus. This deal is CHOICE! Finally, turned around and head home around 4:45 in the afternoon. Hit a hazardous waste spill at Exit 34, right before the casino, which held me up about an hour in my travels. Arrived at my doorstep around 11 PM, fiddled with the computers for awhile, trying to burn off some extra energy, but didn’t fall asleep until after 3 AM. Had a lot on my mind…nothing serious, just projects I want to work on.
On the whole freshman thing…
I realized last week that I am junior in college. An upperclassman, less than 1 year away from being a senior and graduating (I am about 8-10 credits short of senior status). That means that this time next year, I start thinking about grad school, probably at RIT, or gasp! A career. Walking around all the freshman on Sunday that just rubbed it more. They are just starting the college adventure, and I already have 2 years under my belt. I am almost an adult, 6 months from now i will be legal to drink (21 BABY!). Don’t worry I will still party just as hard as I do now, if not more, but life is beginning to take on a serious twang. The future is feeling really good right now, but life is always full of speed bumps so I am not expecting anything.
Are you feeling old my fellow college buds? You youngins enjoy it while you can, it goes by fast!.
