I can’t wait until Saturday. I drive down to the cities and fly out for my mythology classes.
5 days of paradise…and I’m not talking about just the weather.
BSU is killing me…with it’s almost regressive turn to McCarthyism and its decrying of anything to the right of the politics line, and it’s intense hatred and denial of the religioius.
And I’ll be honest. It isn’t JUST BSU. Its this town. 23 years is too long. I’ve tried toughing it out through traveling(which works for about 6 months), but lately that has lost its effectiveness in keeping this feeling of suffocation away.
I’ve just got to breathe into a paper bag, repeating the mantra ‘One more semester of classes, and then next fall just thesis and comp exam’
And even next year, there’s really no need to be here. Now don’t get me wrong, I’ve got a pretty sweet gig going on, my own place, a non-intrusive roomie, a cat, a really good paying job, and the freedom to do pretty much whatever I please…
but, in all actuality, what is there to do here?
My biggest problem is this: I’ve stopped learning here.
I stopped learning about 2 years ago, and I’ve just been sliding since then, down the hill. Occasionally there were bumps like Tolkien class, but on the whole, nothing. I’ll be the first to admit that I’m just in it now for the degree.
I wish I could chalk this up to cabin fever, but when it lasts all year, that’s the clearest denial of that. Practically anywhere that I visited on the greyhound trip this summer would make a definite improvement over this town. Wait…except kentucky. that place was horrid.
As soon as possible, I’m moving to Killarney, Ireland.