I'm pressing "pause" on my ticket out.
My parents, whose opinion I respect so much, have decided that it isn't practical for me to go to Wayne State next year. At first I was pissed off, and I'm still massively dissapointed and sad, but I've accepted the fact that they just aren't going to let it happen. My sophomore year, though, I'm going up there; either on the scholarship if I can still get it or I'll live there for 9 months and establish residency and then go. My mom says "Maybe you'll like it at Purdue" but I'm not going to let her passive hints get by me right now. I still love my parents to death, but, in the immortal words of Bon Jovi, "It's my life."
Katie's lame factor = obvious after that quote.
I'm watching High Fidelity right now and realizing that maybe I was never actually meant for am interesting, urban life like that, even though I've always seen myself as a person with that life and the characteristics that come with it (independent, artistic, observant, confident, hardass). More often, I betray those characteristics in favor of inertia and weakness. I think that going to Detroit for college could be my way to overcome that, and I don't think logistics problems like looking for apartments and registering for classes should have stood in the way of that. But I should have figured, I guess, I've always screwed up amazing opportunities and maybe this is karma for all of that.
Or maybe life just sucks right now.
But, you know, who cares. I've always been so comfortable with mediocrity, so I'll just continute to coast.
Enid from Ghost World by Daniel Clowes: Stuck.
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