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takethisforexample) wrote2022-03-22 09:57 am
takethisforexample) wrote2022-03-22 09:57 am
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Spring Break
I haven't posted in forever and it feels good. I needed a break. Partially because nothing really exciting was happening, and because I simply did not want to. So I didn't. And now I do.
My spring break just ended. My roommates both went home on the 12th which left me 8 days to spend alone at the apartment, and that week proved to be one of the best I've had in awhile. I didn't make any crazy plans for break so I mostly just chilled out and enjoyed being alone. After all, it's rare to have the time and personal comfort to dance shirtless in my living room to the same songs over and over again. Or cook an omelet... shirtless. In fact, I'm pretty sure I was shirtless for a majority of the time I spent at home last week. I'm weird.
I did have some things on the itinerary, though. Amanda came down to Galloway for a sleepover and for the first time since prom weekend, we got drunk together. This time it wasn't a complete disaster because we had everything we needed. I sipped wine while she had vodka with juice, and we progressed to drinking straight rum. We mostly just talked while drunk which is pretty much what we do anyways, but I made some realizations about Amanda as she discussed the situation with her boyfriend and college. She has become complacent now that she is happy and some things are hard to talk to her about now. Her boyfriend makes her so happy, and she says she wants to marry him, but I'm not particularly fond of the guy. Also, marriage after dating for six months? Come on. Her stability makes me fear the worst... Amanda settles down with some himbo in a nice suburban home and starts a family, suddenly there goes her ability to think critically or care about any of the world's problems. It's a life I dread and I know what type of person Amanda is. I wondered if I could chalk my bitterness up to the social frustrations of my own life, but in many ways I'm in a similar position to her. I can't exactly elaborate on that. But anyways, while drunk, we played some Battleship and ate a ton of junk food and listened to music. It was fun overall. The next day, we went to a diner in Absecon which was probably the best one I've found around here so far. And that was it as far as hanging out with friends.
On the 18th I went to the one place I actually planned to go to over break: the Naval Air Station in Wildwood, NJ. It was the warmest day we've had yet this year, in the 70s, so I took a nice drive there and went to the aviation museum. It's on the quaint side, but online I saw they had a Soviet MiG-15. Needless to say, when I saw it I couldn't help but jump like an excited child. I walked around it for like 15 minutes just in awe at the size and design of it. They also had my favorite plane, the PT-17, in both the Navy and Army livery so I was freaking out about that. I talked to the workers in the gift shop (such a sleepy little location) and they said that the MiG was authentic and served in China. I stayed for about an hour and a half there and then went back home and learned more about planes. It really is an obsession.
Then on the 19th I had the Tame Impala concert. My Dad got me the ticket for Christmas and Tame Impala is one of my favorite artists. I went to Philly and took an edible for it but it didn't work, and so it was the most painfully sober concert I've been to in recent times... combined with a horrible crowd which might as well have been phone screens floating in the air recording everything. I wasn't really ecstatic about it. I feel horrible but it just wasn't memorable at all. I think now that I know what underground shows are like, I just can't enjoy a stadium show the same. Maybe if I petition hard enough I can get Tame Impala to play PhilaMOCA or the FU Church, with no annoying Euphoria-ass looking kids. Oh well. I feel so old and decrepit.
But overall when I look back at break, I had a fucking awesome time in my eyes. I just did whatever I wanted for a week. Who can complain about that?
Anyways, I've been thinking recently about how I'm doing socially because I haven't felt very lonely in a long while. I only talk to three people on a regular basis: Corey, Connor, and Vic. Maybe I just had to get used to how things are. I can't really tell if it's healthy or not but I'm happy so I'm not going to overthink it too much. The rest of what I need to write about regarding that will be a private entry, of which there have been quite a few recently. If it looks a bit sparse here right now, that is the reason why.
Radio is going well. School is alright, but I could be doing better. I'm trying to get on birth control soon and also get a job. So that's probably the stuff I'll be talking about in future entries. But for now, I'm in class and not paying attention so I should probably go.
My spring break just ended. My roommates both went home on the 12th which left me 8 days to spend alone at the apartment, and that week proved to be one of the best I've had in awhile. I didn't make any crazy plans for break so I mostly just chilled out and enjoyed being alone. After all, it's rare to have the time and personal comfort to dance shirtless in my living room to the same songs over and over again. Or cook an omelet... shirtless. In fact, I'm pretty sure I was shirtless for a majority of the time I spent at home last week. I'm weird.
I did have some things on the itinerary, though. Amanda came down to Galloway for a sleepover and for the first time since prom weekend, we got drunk together. This time it wasn't a complete disaster because we had everything we needed. I sipped wine while she had vodka with juice, and we progressed to drinking straight rum. We mostly just talked while drunk which is pretty much what we do anyways, but I made some realizations about Amanda as she discussed the situation with her boyfriend and college. She has become complacent now that she is happy and some things are hard to talk to her about now. Her boyfriend makes her so happy, and she says she wants to marry him, but I'm not particularly fond of the guy. Also, marriage after dating for six months? Come on. Her stability makes me fear the worst... Amanda settles down with some himbo in a nice suburban home and starts a family, suddenly there goes her ability to think critically or care about any of the world's problems. It's a life I dread and I know what type of person Amanda is. I wondered if I could chalk my bitterness up to the social frustrations of my own life, but in many ways I'm in a similar position to her. I can't exactly elaborate on that. But anyways, while drunk, we played some Battleship and ate a ton of junk food and listened to music. It was fun overall. The next day, we went to a diner in Absecon which was probably the best one I've found around here so far. And that was it as far as hanging out with friends.
On the 18th I went to the one place I actually planned to go to over break: the Naval Air Station in Wildwood, NJ. It was the warmest day we've had yet this year, in the 70s, so I took a nice drive there and went to the aviation museum. It's on the quaint side, but online I saw they had a Soviet MiG-15. Needless to say, when I saw it I couldn't help but jump like an excited child. I walked around it for like 15 minutes just in awe at the size and design of it. They also had my favorite plane, the PT-17, in both the Navy and Army livery so I was freaking out about that. I talked to the workers in the gift shop (such a sleepy little location) and they said that the MiG was authentic and served in China. I stayed for about an hour and a half there and then went back home and learned more about planes. It really is an obsession.
Then on the 19th I had the Tame Impala concert. My Dad got me the ticket for Christmas and Tame Impala is one of my favorite artists. I went to Philly and took an edible for it but it didn't work, and so it was the most painfully sober concert I've been to in recent times... combined with a horrible crowd which might as well have been phone screens floating in the air recording everything. I wasn't really ecstatic about it. I feel horrible but it just wasn't memorable at all. I think now that I know what underground shows are like, I just can't enjoy a stadium show the same. Maybe if I petition hard enough I can get Tame Impala to play PhilaMOCA or the FU Church, with no annoying Euphoria-ass looking kids. Oh well. I feel so old and decrepit.
But overall when I look back at break, I had a fucking awesome time in my eyes. I just did whatever I wanted for a week. Who can complain about that?
Anyways, I've been thinking recently about how I'm doing socially because I haven't felt very lonely in a long while. I only talk to three people on a regular basis: Corey, Connor, and Vic. Maybe I just had to get used to how things are. I can't really tell if it's healthy or not but I'm happy so I'm not going to overthink it too much. The rest of what I need to write about regarding that will be a private entry, of which there have been quite a few recently. If it looks a bit sparse here right now, that is the reason why.
Radio is going well. School is alright, but I could be doing better. I'm trying to get on birth control soon and also get a job. So that's probably the stuff I'll be talking about in future entries. But for now, I'm in class and not paying attention so I should probably go.