You know what’s funny? The world is going to end right after
I finish my semester. I remember in middle school hearing people talk about the
end of the world in 2012. And I thought, wow, that is such a long time from
now. But I didn’t forget. So I decided to figure out how old I would be when
the world ended. Would I graduate college? Would I own a house, or a dog? I
really hoped I would own a dog by end of the world. “Well, if it is 2005 right
now, I will be a senior in college at this rate.”
I don’t own a dog.
I haven’t graduated college.
There’s a feeling going around. It’s a bit like a virus.
Haven’t you noticed? Everybody’s crazy. Breaths have been larger than ever.
Eyes have been wider than. No one can find a job ever. Life has been the world’s
scariest roller coaster. The Kingda Ka of college.
“It felt as if one’s entire world was one, long Sunday afternoon.
Nothing to do. Nowhere to go”
C’est la vie.
Riley.
Next time there will be a mixtape.
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