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12/15/2002 Archived Entry: "Just Get My Out of Here"

Just another five days to go, and I will be nestled home comfortably in my bed.

The thought does wonders to maintaining my sense of sanity in the midst of the end of the semester final drama. Never in the four months that I have been in college have I ever felt the intense desire to be rid of this scene. No, I don't think you can begin to understand the urgency until you have experienced a fall semester at Skidmore College in the year 2002. Nope, I care not about the woes of Georgetown, Howard University, USC, Hampton University, the College of Charleston, Virginia Tech or anywhere else. I am being wholly selfish in my evaluation that it is indeed time to ride the jetplane back to 2137 Edisto Avenue.

Like a third grade child whining for her chance to escape the confinements of the time-out corner, I am just as anxious to be away from the stress of this campus. Let me explain to you just how ready I am. (Take notice that the full context of my statements are issued in the present tense context of being. This is a current feeling that cannot be denied. Up until this point, I was as happy as a fish in water. I am sure that such will be the case when it is time to come back for the spring semester.)

I am tired of the dining hall food; I am tired of pumping my brain cells empty for paper assignments; I am tired of these idiots running down the dorm halls chasing each other with water pistols; I am tired of the unexcusable slowness of the school's internet connection; I am tired of thinking about the growing distance surmounting between all of my friends - both old and new. I am tired of the obligations and I am tired of complaining to myself because I know that this is ONLY the beginning.

To quote a statement from this year's lecture on the Self, I remember taking note and interest about the natural anxiety caused by the fact that what makes humans different from all other animals is essentially that " [we are] aware that [we are] aware that [we are] aware ..." This holds especially true in the day before the final exams. The single best solution to heightened anxiety can only be alleviated by the solace of four things: a comfortable queen-sized bed, a purring orange tabby cat under my arm, the flintstone-like feet pounding the floorboards below me, and stained wet clothing of a long night in the restaurant dishroom. I seriously do not see myself wanting to do any other immediate thing when I hit Edisto Avenue besides putting the bags down, grabbing something to quench my appetite, flipping through the horribly old-fashioned P & C newspaper, and carrying my drained self to bed. If not sleeping through most of the day, it may indeed be an early night to hit the hay. Be not surprised if this is the case for an extended amount of days.

Replies: 2 Points Taken.

I can't wait till you get back - Wednesday! We'll have to go the Two Towers w/ Alex. Just like the 1st time. Make sure you call me.
See you soon!

Posted by Alaina @ 12/16/2002 11:45 PM EST

Hurry and get on home to us!

Posted by Kris @ 12/16/2002 09:50 AM EST