Day Two
Hundred and Forty-One: Social
Caterpillar
This heat
is really getting to me. I’ve changed
clothes so many times today that I feel like I’m just living out of my closet,
but it’s been worth while. I’ve seen a
handful of wonderful people in the last twenty four hours alone, and it doesn’t
stop there. I feel like for the next
week until courses begin I will be here and there, and and about in the “nice”
weather meeting up with people and enjoying the lack of coursework that we all
have to do, and catching up. S we should
at the start of term, but I really do not want it to stop there. I am determined to be social this year, if it
kills me.
Maybe not
that harsh, but I intend to spend time with people, quality time, laughing and
joking and snuggling, and that is just what I want this semester to be and so
it will. If I have anyt say in this
whole thing I will remain confident and positive, I will, I think I can I think
I can!
Guelph is
so torn apart right now though, central campus is so frustrating, I wish it was
as vibrant as I always remember. It will
eventually, the gates will come down (hopefully) and it will be easy access
around and around once again. No ruts this year, all gung ho, and smiles, and
getting through this because it’s what I WANT and not what I HAVE to do. That is what a post-secondary education is,
right?
Right?
At this
point I’m focusing on what I surround myself with, my environment and the right
people, in order to keep up wth my mentality.
I want to feel good everyday, I can do this.
So I am so
happy to be seeing everyone, to have burnt my tongue on a tea today or spent
three hours in a coffee shop swapping travelling stories. These things are good for you, you know, don’t
push them out. Even when everything
seems so low and colourless and blank, it is important to keep being with
people, to put in the effort, because you can’t always expect everyone else
around you to make up for your lack of motivation, this is your life, it’s what
you make of it.
Enough of
that I’m off to go back to my Mad Men marathon and trying not to die of this
friggen heat.
x
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