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Calypso

Anywhoo, I'm trying to get into the Art Institute of Atlanta. Seems to be going well so far. I really hate Atlanta though, and will be making a two hour commute everyday to get there. Kindda sucks. I'm very much dreding the next four years of my life. I used to be excited about going to college. I thought I’d have fun, with lots of friends and cool new places to go… But now all I see ahead of me is four very long, empty years. I will spend all my time alone, in a city I don’t know, but hate. I will quietly attend class, and avoid getting involved with other people, like I did in high school, but this time I will be even more cautious. I don’t want the shit I went though in high school to happen in college, all because I have some stupid desire to get to know people. People are horrible things, no matter where you go. They will be horrible things in college aswell, and I just don’t want to deal with it.

Later, I might be moving into Atlanta, to make commute easier. Not too sure yet. Depends on how much I hate Atlanta. It might not be worth living there, just to make commute shorter.

I wish I could stop feeling this way. I really want to be happy and excited about all this, but in the last few weeks, I’ve just felt an overwhelming sence of dred for all of it. I just kind of want to close my eyes and get though college as fast as possible. I had been sure I wanted to take things slow, and go for four years. I thought I’d have time for a social life and just try to enoy my time at Ai, but now I’m sure I wont need all that extra time. I can see there isn’t going to be a social life, and I’m not going to enjoy my time there. I may as well just pile on as much work as I possibly can at one time and get it all over with, right? I’ve got nothing better to do with my life.

Well, I’m really going to try to make an honest effort to find the good in all this. Maybe I’ll get to Ai and love, hell, I dunno… using the library. Maybe Atlanta will have the best Starbucks in the whole wide world and I can stop there every day. Maybe I’ll find some people who love philosophy, and The Venture Brothers, and comic books as much as I do…. I doubt it, but maybe something good can happen, just for once.

" Edward Morgan Blake. Born 1924, forty-five years a Comedian, died 1985, buried in the rain. Is that what happens to us? A life of conflict with no time for friends so that when it's done, only our enemies leave roses." -Rorschach's Journal, 1985

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