school daze.

Going back to school this week. Yup, it's that time of year again; when I grab my crap and high-tail my ass back to college. There are times when I've really dreaded it, and there were times when my fam was driving me so crazy that I really looked forward to it. This year I've got mixed feelings about it.

Actually I've got no feelings about it. I'm not dreading it, but I'm not looking forward to it either. It just...is. There's nothing I can do about it; I'm going back there whether I like it or not. It's like I'm resigned to my fate, but with even less emotion behind it, because resignation means some decision's been made on my part. I feel completely blank about this.

That's not normal, is it?

DAAAAAMMMMN.

It's really not that big a deal, homie! I'm just trying to keep it friendly, not trying to stalk you or anything. Since when does cordiality garner outright avoidance and disrespect? You don't need to ignore me like I'm some kind of high school groupie with a crush on the star quarterback. Just because I'm polite doesn't mean I'm in love with you.

Are you really that afraid of me or something? Get a grip!