So I'm done with finals and my last two grades just posted. I had the opportunity to do really well this semester and I was for a while, but then I realized that staying in the university was not what I needed to do and that I desperately needed a change. Now I'm going straight into my next semester next week, with only less than a week of a summer vacation. I guess its time to grow up since none of my friends have one anyway. I'm looking forward to it though, I love being in the city and for once I will be doing something that is going in a direction that I need to be. I am no longer wasting time in school, taking classes I don't need only to graduate in two years and STILL have no clue what I want to do. At least in this program I will still be in two years of school however, at the end of these two years I WILL have a job and I will get to start living my life.
This whole week I have been thinking a lot about my past. Monday was (most likely) my last day ever on campus. I watched girls who pledged the year after I did pick up their caps and gowns and it down right scared me. I remember their rush period and pledging process like it was just yesterday... but it wasn't. It was fall 2006, almost four years ago. I feel like fall 2005 was just yesterday as well. I remember starting college, fresh out of high school, having no idea what to do with my life. I was fortunate enough to meet the older girls in my sorority and hit it off with them and feel at home. I guess I was fortunate to meet Tight Wad as well, he taught me what it was to love and to be loved in return. He also taught me what it was to be hurt like I had never been before, how to guard myself against it happening again and best of all - what I am really looking for in a guy. Sure, I have made many mistakes in the last four years but I am grateful for each and every one of them. Its funny but most of the lessons that I am taking from my "college experience" are about life, not academics. It was bittersweet to drive off of campus for that one last time but I know that now I am much wiser than I ever was before.
So today I went and had my Japanese straightening touched up. Since I am really last minute and impatient, instead of having it done at my usual place in midtown, I had it done at this place on Staten Island. They used the same process so I figured nothing could go wrong. I'm hoping that I am not wrong about that. First of all, the treatment burned my scalp, where the treatment I have in the city does not. Then I noticed that the place was filthy! Like the floor looked like it hadn't been swept in a while and I freaked when the girl kept dropping the clips/comb and then putting them directly back into my hair! Sorry, but I skieve that shit, especially when the floor is litered with other people's hair and dirt. EWW! And I can't wash my hair for four days! My hair by the way, looks terrible! It is WAY too flat to my head and ugh, this is going to be a difficult four days. I just hope when I wash it this weekend it comes out with a little more volume. I am going to go to a girl I know from school to get it cut next week, just in time for formal. So I hope it all works out.
Tried on my formal dress yesterday. I got it from Avon and paid all of $30 for it - SWEET! It fits nicely, I just need a better bra for it and I don't know if its because its slimming but my butt looks HUGE in it. I was looking at it like um, where did you come from? Oh well, luckly for LumberJack ;)