Everyone who pretended to like me is gone
Well I guess it's my turn. Lawrence has been good to me, but it's time to check out. I've been packing for several days, and after living in the same apartment for three years, I've learned I've got too much stuff. Especially clothes. And from those clothes, enough spare buttons to open my own factory. I'm finding buttons everywhere. But beyond that, I've also learned:
1. College move-outs: An identity theft paradise. What didn't you know about me? Check my trash. It's probably there.
2. AKS says my mom is the nicest. Hah. Let me give you the update in three days, after I've spent 25 hours in the car with her.
3. Why is everybody at the Kansan taller than their dads? Not me personally, but at graduation, all the guys were taller than their dads.
4. When your parents are still at your graduation party and don't know you smoke, smoke out your bedroom window. You're moving out in a few days anyway, right? Who cares if it smells a little.
And here's what I have to look forward to this summer ... No friends. No dog. No complaining about it taking 10 min. to get to the 'burbs at 6th and Kasold. No school/Kansan to return to in the fall. No job as of September. But good crabs — the food. And all the water ice I can eat. More to come on water ice.
Time for me to throw the last few items in my car and take off for Sabetha for a night. I'll be keeping you posted on loneliness in the city.
Neeley
1. College move-outs: An identity theft paradise. What didn't you know about me? Check my trash. It's probably there.
2. AKS says my mom is the nicest. Hah. Let me give you the update in three days, after I've spent 25 hours in the car with her.
3. Why is everybody at the Kansan taller than their dads? Not me personally, but at graduation, all the guys were taller than their dads.
4. When your parents are still at your graduation party and don't know you smoke, smoke out your bedroom window. You're moving out in a few days anyway, right? Who cares if it smells a little.
And here's what I have to look forward to this summer ... No friends. No dog. No complaining about it taking 10 min. to get to the 'burbs at 6th and Kasold. No school/Kansan to return to in the fall. No job as of September. But good crabs — the food. And all the water ice I can eat. More to come on water ice.
Time for me to throw the last few items in my car and take off for Sabetha for a night. I'll be keeping you posted on loneliness in the city.
Neeley
posted by The University Daily Kansan at 2:09 PM
4 Comments:
Neeley-
Just wanted to warn you, after your first few days in Philadelphia, you'll be bruised and battered and can't tell how you feel. You'll be unrecognizable to yourself. You'll see your reflection in the window and won't know your own face. And so on.
-Bill
Bill, you shut up about my Philly.
Neeley, I swear to god if you get lonely I will be on the next plane there. But that's the great thing about a fabulous big city like Philadelphia: you can be by yourself and never feel alone. Embrace getting lost and enjoy yourself. OR TRADE PLACES WITH ME AND TAKE YOUR FRIENDS BACK - I hate Kansas.
Ummm. See above.
Love, Paige.
If asked "Where are you from?" from anyone on the street in Philadelphia, do not answer. It happened to me once a day, and nothing good ever came of it. It goes like this:
"Hey, man, where you from? Kansas? I used to be stationed in Kansas! You know Leavenworth? Yeah, man! Good people in Kansas, lot of memories. I spent three years there during the '60s before they shipped me off to 'Nam. They sent me to 'Nam, messed me up bad. Are you a Christian? I need a favor. I need $15 for a train ticket. I won't lie to you, brother: I spent too much at the strip joint. I sinned -- but God still loves us! God loves us! This 23-year-old, all bent over in my face -- I'M 48 YEARS OLD! I DIDN'T HAVE NO CHOICE! So can you help a Christian veteran out? $35 for a train ticket, so I can see my wife and kids?"
I've been there,
Ehren
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