Unhappily Happy

The past few times I've gone up to VT I've just come home disappointed.

It's scary when a place that was so familiar to you becomes hauntingly distant. I use to go out and know everyone on the block, not just the party I was at. Like I knew the whole street.
Now there's new faces everywhere.
It's not like I don't expect to see new people around. It's just that I wish it never changed.
A lot of my friends don't even hang out together anymore, and people who didn't know eachother except through me are good friends.

Burlington use to be my home, my favorite place to be. Now, I just feel like a stranger, wandering the streets I use to know.

I don't mean to be a debbie downer, and I do step back and appreciate the beauty that is everywhere there. I just don't feel the same comfort there anymore.

I just hope I left a little bit of me in Burlington forever.

this makes me happy.

When I look back on my college experience I will remember my glory days in that magical town.

I think I was wrong though. Burlington is most definitely not the best place in the world. It's magical and wonderful as an innocent freshman, yes, but you grow out of it. The winters get colder and colder, and there's always a keg waiting to be tapped.


Maybe I've become lame that I like to play with my dogs and work on becoming more responsible and reliable.

The best part about going to Burlington these days, besides seeing my favorite people, is knowing that I'm growing up.
After I called my mom in tears Friday night, she told me I was "seeing through adult eyes now."
Which is frightening because of my peter pan syndrom, but she couldn't have said it better.

And it's not like I'm like "O I don't drink anymore, and I'm so sure of what I want to do, and your all stupid and lame for living in Burlington."
Like, no. No. NO.

I'm just saying my times run out.
My friends are graduating this semester, if they haven't already.
But I also have friends that are only Sophomores and Juniors. And I'm really happy for all of them.
I'm happy for my senior friends, that are tired of school and each other  are leaving VT for bigger and better things. And for my younger friends, I just hope this blog makes no sense to them, and there still in love with the town that taught me so much.


I'm not as angry as I use to be, or loud, or young.
Ok, I'm still very loud.


I'll tell you this though, I am still crazy. I always will be.
I hope this post doesn't annoy anyone.
I do love Burlington, so much. I'm just trying to move on.

And to all who still live in the burly btown, go tap that keg.
I LOVE YOU ALL, even if you don't like me. I LOVE YOU I I LOVE YOU.

 

#groundedbyglitter.