Internet, the countdown has begun. This is the beginning of my final semester at NYU (aka the last day of my beautiful under-appreciated winter break. I shall miss all the hours of idleness and pretending to be a sleepy hungry log). And of course instead of sleeping early so I could make my 11AM Developmental Biology class, I decided to go out and drink cheap Pinot Grigio and Merlot. Hurray for poor decision making!
The Asian voice in my head, who by the way has finally come out of hibernation, has decided to tell me in full screaming force that this was a terrible idea and that I should be deeply ashamed of myself and should think about immersing my feet in a pool of lava for two minutes as a fitting punishment. However, although I don't want to sound contradictory, I am thoroughly unexcited for school even though I registered for classes that I am excited about. I know this sounds odd at first but it's surprisingly simple. Saiyan L just doesn't want to graduate. I'm sure quite a few people are thinking to themselves, HAHA WTF ROFLCOPTER...but it's true. I'm honestly feeling...ambiguous about the fact that I'm leaving Not Yhogwarts University for good this semester. Not necessarily because I loved NYU but rather because I really enjoyed all the time I spent here. I have apparently entered the dreaded quarter life crisis.
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