You know the old wives tale that when girls live in close proximity to each other, their menstrual cycle becomes in sync with each other? Well a similar phenomenon is happening right here in K/W with my girlfriends. Not only do we go through PMS, bleed for a week straight, and have bitchy days; we also Blog together. It's an incredible occurrence that happens all month where, without communicating with each other, in one night, each of us will write a separate blog. It's quite an incredible experience to flip through my 'Favorites' websites after I've finished a blog to see that all of my friends have written a new blog! It makes me feel like a part of the group. Our own online bond of writing and emotions.
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People are changing. And it's only natural. A lot of you are facing your last year in University. This time next year, you will be a full fledged Adult, contributing to society, hopefully not living out of your parent’s basement. Usually this looming change would result in a growth in maturity. Actually rewind for a second, the transition from High School to University should have resulted in a growth of Maturity. The transition from University to the Economy should just reflect what your parents (or yourself) have spent so much money on. An Education. How can you have a University level education and have the emotional capabilities of a High school freshman?
To those who have some serious growing up to do: Get on it. Or else you will be left behind. To those who are in the midst of realizing their life plan: Stick with it. This is what you want for yourself, not what others want for you. Stay true to yourself.
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Once upon a time the line was drawn in the sand. Easily erasable and frequently done. The line between friends.
For some reason there has to be this huge line that people pretend isn't there. But when the keg is done, and the party is over, the line is clearly drawn in the sand. With a group of girls over in the corner, another group of girls in the bedroom, a group of guys in front of the TV, and a couple stragglers caught in the middle unsure of where to go.
Recently the sand has been turning to concrete. With the HSG at the bar grinding against anything with a penis, the DTE girls chilling in somebody's room listening to music, the CO guys watching a movie or Football on TV, and the amount of stragglers decreasing drastically. We aren't all friends, and we should really stop trying to kid ourselves. Lies may work in politics, but not in the real world. I don't know about you, but I like to know who my friends are and exactly how much I can trust them with. I'm happy that other people are seeing what I have and are seeing through the fakeness of some people and are starting to rebel against them. You don't have to like everybody, and everybody doesn’t have to like you. I don't care if people don't like me. I'm only here to please myself.