the life and times of a sopping wet collegiate
and as another summer passes me by, as do the amber and ochre maple leaves fallen from their branches do in the wind, I return once more to the fold where normal people go about normal things, like studying and having silent crises about job listings in a relatively remote town where there is no more prominent establishment than the university.
or in less eloquent terms (i.e. how I'd most likely summarize it verbally), "yep. back to this shit again, let's go."
jokes and amateurish prose aside, I do enjoy being back at university. My professors intrigue me, and the content of my classes, save one, are exactly what I expected as part of my current path of study in the art of stringing together various incomprehensible rambles and non-sequiturs into some variety of semi-cohesive collection or portfolio for publishing offices to scoff at, and for me to feel eternally disappointed toward, as I often feel about much of my older works.
one distinct highlight of my return so far was catching up with some friends I (mostly) hadn't talked to for most of the summer, spending the first couple days preceding classes getting up to a few different kinds of buffoonery and also going on a grocery run, which was actually quite enjoyable. Otherwise, I mostly have just been going about doing similar amounts of fuck-all besides indulging in my studies (assigning Wickedness by Ron Hansen was a WILD decision by one of my profs, though we did get a warning regarding the content of our readings in the syllabus) and lying in a bed that has more in common with a horse carcass undergoing rigor mortis than a mattress while on my phone. So, business as usual.
I do wholeheartedly enjoy the change of scenery compared to home, though. One can only stomach the same view of slowly-decaying suburbia from their window before wanting to eat plastic, or something similarly absurd and self-flagellative.
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