So here it is, the end of the year.
Finals are taken, last papers are turned in.
Not much left to do but say good bye.
This really sucks. Two of my best friends from the comedy group are leaving. One I've known since I joined, and another guy I've known and been best friends with since we were in high school are both leaving.
Another friend is leaving for Texas and getting freaking married (!).
And finally a friend is graduating and becoming an EMT.
I'm happy for them, growing up and moving on, some are starting families, taking on the world, or saving lives on a daily basis.
And I can't help feeling like a total dick for being so selfish, and small, but what the fuck am I going to do next year?
All my best friends are leaving.
Who will I go to Chipotle with? Or the comic book store? Or beat Metal Slug with without using more than one continue? Who will stay up all night watching kung fu and drink with me?
I realize these are all small trivial things, but they mean the world to me.
I haven't felt this hollow in quite some time.
I'm going to stop this entry here, because I am way too fucking drunk to keep it going.
Matt
Finals are taken, last papers are turned in.
Not much left to do but say good bye.
This really sucks. Two of my best friends from the comedy group are leaving. One I've known since I joined, and another guy I've known and been best friends with since we were in high school are both leaving.
Another friend is leaving for Texas and getting freaking married (!).
And finally a friend is graduating and becoming an EMT.
I'm happy for them, growing up and moving on, some are starting families, taking on the world, or saving lives on a daily basis.
And I can't help feeling like a total dick for being so selfish, and small, but what the fuck am I going to do next year?
All my best friends are leaving.
Who will I go to Chipotle with? Or the comic book store? Or beat Metal Slug with without using more than one continue? Who will stay up all night watching kung fu and drink with me?
I realize these are all small trivial things, but they mean the world to me.
I haven't felt this hollow in quite some time.
I'm going to stop this entry here, because I am way too fucking drunk to keep it going.
Matt
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As much as I wish I had bags of money and didn't have to deal with the frustrations of social work, today I had a 14-year-old who was almost completely illiterate 6 months ago read a 3rd grade book to me front to back with almost no assistance, and the feeling I get from making that possible dwarfs everything I bitch about.