Now that summer is ending, that means going back to school. And back to school means seeing all of your friends who you haven’t seen in like ten years (just kidding like three months but it feels like that, amirite?) I always like seeing my friends after a long summer; it’s fun to see who’s changed and who literally hasn’t changed a lick, like me who hasn’t seemed to age in seven years, actually. I like getting back to the grind of classes and making myself cry over the amount of stress I voluntarily endure because, well I like the nonsense. But what I don’t like, and what I don’t want to hear once this back to school year is “how was your summer?”
Before I get started yes, I know it’s polite to ask and yes, I know it’s the cordial thing to do but please don’t ask me. I spent my entire summer working my ass off, and being an adult. I have bills to pay, rent to keep up with and I work for what I want and have. Being an adult sucks, and working sucks just as much. But what doesn’t suck is the satisfaction that I was productive and did a lot with my life. I worked a 9-5 job, and at one point I was working two jobs and pulling doubles every single Friday and Saturday. So yes, I was being a productive adult in society and while it meant I didn’t really do much except that, it made me (and my bank account) feel pretty good.
And because I was busy being an adult I didn’t go on any cool trips or really do much except work, and I know you know this. I know you’ve seen all my snaps and my instas, and I know you’ve definitely seen all my tweets complaining about how much I work or how tired I am.
I know you know, and you know that I know that so why ask? Just don’t, please. I know you’ve been doing some pretty cool things, went on awesome trips, ya I know. But please, don’t make me feel like crap because I’ve had to work.
Maybe I am a little jealous, maybe I am a little bitter, but mostly I am just fed up with being asked. Summer to me is about working and saving up for the upcoming year. Let’s face it, being a college kid is not easy. Books are ridiculous, and let;s be real who is going to pay for that late night Domino’s?
It's just me, doing all this myself like an adult. So yes, my summer was fine. I worked a ton and didn't do as much as I wanted to. But it's okay, because I was productive and made myself realize how incredibly hard working and dedicated I am.
But if you have to ask then, yes, my summer was great, thanks for asking! How was yours?
