She says live up to your first impression, Well my best side is your worst invention.

It's getting to that point in the year, where I come to the realizations of what my summer will and will not be. I cannot believe this year has gone by as fast as it has and honestly in many ways didn't think I would make it this far. This year has, just like any other year, had it's fair share of drama, but as I told my fiancé it's a different kind of drama. My main reason that it was different because I wasn't single. I remember that there were so many March, April, and May nights filled with a younger me's passions, fantasies that came true, and lots of other things. Mainly, I had a very carefree attitude as I had very little to live for at school. I hardly had any friends here, I didn't have a girlfriend, and I didn't have anything to care about in my mind. And in many ways I have come around in realizing now that I have a home here, that it will be very hard to leave.
I had a conversation with my father today which solidified my fear of losing my "home" if you will. I was happy that I would be able to be here for another year in addition to my senior year, only to find out today that, that may not be the case as my father brought up the point that if I only have to take maybe 2 more credits that I wouldn't need to stay on campus and that I could commute. The only way around this is that if I only have 2 credits, I could take my breeze class and be forced to stay here or it will be considered not doing my job. That's about the only loophole not working in my favor.
I truly hate thinking about the summer because not only does it entail a slew of horrifying memories of past mistakes, but it leads me to believe that I will be miserable. As an update, I found out recently that if I do get hired at 95.1 WILL Rock, that it won't be for a few months, something they forgot to mention when I submitted my resumé. So now my summer solely rests on the shoulders of the Bonneville Corporation, a large company from Chicago that runs a few of the radio stations in the city. Two of which I would be more than happy to work for. If I don't get a job at any of those radio stations, it looks like I go back to the job market and start from scratch of scratch and make the drawing board my new best friend if you catch my drift.
As of late there has been a lot of dumb drama, and by dumb drama, I mean the kind of drama meant to purposely cause more attention and draw attention to itself. Most of us have done well enough to ignore the hell out of it and pretend it isn't there.
It's the home stretch here and with everything winding down it seems like the window for opportunities to get things done as usual is closing and as usual, I am procrastinator numero uno. I have yet to actually get something done ahead of time, but this semester will be testament to my abilities.