I'm a loser. My paperwork came in and everything.
Last night I sat at home and re-read almost the entire 6th Harry Potter. I was almost 1/3 of the way through when I started yesterday. And even though I knew what was coming by the end of the book I was in tears. After that I watched some TV and went to bed early.
Sometimes I feel like I need to pick up a new hobby. Something that will get me out of my house and out in the world meeting new people! Don't get me wrong, I absolutely adore the friends I have here in SD but sometimes I miss being able to just pick up the phone and have something to do and someone to hang out with at all times! I feel like as a grow older calling someone and trying to convince them to have hot cocoa with me at Denny's at midnight is no longer acceptable.
This of course, just depresses me even more. The further into the "grown up world" I adventure, the more I want to turn around and run back to my childhood. Arg.
I've been really homesick lately. I seriously just want to take a few days off and go home. I miss everything about it. But I know when I do it won't be what I want it to. I won't be able to call my friends and drive around Dub-town and doing well...pretty much nothing. There will be no late night Denny's, no trashy bar visits (oh Evie's), no "car tag", none of what I truly want. It's depressing to know that the opportunities for us all to be together are further and further away from reality. As we all grow up and get jobs, these opportunities are going to be few and far between.
::sigh:: life.
I'm going to NY for Thanksgiving. I'm very excited. I wish Jenny would come to. I'll mention it to her.
I don't like growing up. The worst part- I couldn't sleep past 8:15 this morning. Grrr...
Saturday, July 14, 2007
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2 comments:
Oh I love you, Kim. I miss Denny's and car tag and local bars (O'Kane's, I wail for you) and just hanging out and being together. I'm so excited for you to come to New York at Thanksgiving, though. Rock on!
I know how you feel (even though I'm not from Dublin). I've been thinking about this and much worse its going to be when I leave San Diego. I am so sad.
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