Well here goes, another term, another year. Yet I'm pretty sure that if anyone could direct me to the nearest black hole, it would certainly be my first choice. Don't get me wrong, I'm looking forward to seeing my friends and Jesse again but the thought of 6AM wake up calls and Monday morning philosophy classes are definitely not appreciated. Ever. The thing about education and I is that we don't get on very well. I'd prefer to be active and actually do something practical instead of sitting behind a desk for 7 hours a day. PAAAAAASS. So a three hour philosophy lesson definitely isn't the first on my agenda. What the hell is philosophy anyway?
I blew my hair out of my face as I ran down the drive way to where the taxi was parked. Today was the first day back from summer vacation and if anyone could show me to the nearest black hole, I'd choose that as my first option. Sliding into the taxi and giving the man the directions back to the buildings of boredom; I slipped my phone from my pocket and moved my headphones to a comfortable position over my ears.
Pulling up outside of the dorms, I handed the driver some change and thanked him before climbing out of the car dragging half of what I owned with me. I was home. It's strange to think that a year ago to this day, I hated this place. That I'd rather be rolling in dog mess than stepping foot into this building but now everything's different. This is the place where I feel most comfortable at. I had all of my friends, minus Chloe and Aubrey around me and Jesse. I'd say boyfriend but that word just makes me cringe to the ends of the earth and back so it's either 'him', 'Jesse' or 'oi' – he can choose ha. He's still that annoying little shit at the same time, but he's a good guy.
I'm such a moron.
Chloe and Aubrey have promised to come back during spring break so that's something to look forward to. I hate to say it but I miss them girls. Chloe's my best friend and Aubrey, Aubrey is like the annoy big sister that I never had. I want to punch her in the face but I wouldn't change her for anyone. Plus it's going to be tough finding people to fill their spot this year. I've heard of some of the people who are going to audition this year but not to sound mean or anything, but they just don't cut it.
Dragging my bags up the 8812409813460753 flights of stairs was problem the worst decision of my life but I'm too impatient to wait an hour for that lift. There can't be just me who hates every thought of movement in the world can there? And by judging by the size of the queue for that lift, I guess there's a lot more people than I thought. After dumping my belongings on my bed, I started to set up my DJ equipment. God I had missed being able to just sit and make music. Summer break was pretty full on but now I can use this time to make music. I was able to cover a few shows over at the radio station where I could play my music which was great; more people are interested in my mixes now. I finally feel like my life is starting take off in a good direction.
I'm quickly knocked out of my thoughts when a knock at the door echo's around the room. Throwing my headphones down on my bed, I walk towards the door, twisting the handle and pulling it open.
"Hey Bec"