This is a Journal entry by Countess Marguerite

college

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Countess Marguerite

College is f*****g disneyland or some sort of alternate universe. I swear this on my soul. Everything's accelerated. I find myslef connecting with people I've only known for two months, like I'm on some sort of f*****g short-cut to friendship plan.

This is not normal. It's probably because we're all living together, but even in my highschool, which is the smallest you've ever heard of, I promise (my class graduated 10, yup, you got that right, 10), things weren't like this. True friendship came slowly. There were people who I'd known since the age of eleven who I only became good friends with durring senior year. I just find the acceleration of everything here rediculous, and I don't know what to make of it.

Sometimes when I think about this I think it may not be healthy or natural, and that college is perhaps the most artificial environment that exists. Then, after a thought or two along these lines, I realize that every environment is artifical, even the complete wilderness. My logic for this is that everything that happens, or even everything that is, is somehow connected to everything else. By this logic, the artificality of even one small, semi-contained environment (say my college) has the capibility to permiate and destroy anything natural that it may be connected to. Take our arburidum ("spelling should never be anybody's strong point"--ryan richard crawford) for example: We have a beautiful piece of land with glacial ponds, trees, wildlife, and general nature out just behind some of the dorms. As much as we might appriciate our bit of nature for what it is, we are incapable of leaving it alone. We drag chairs and matresses back there and smoke and drink. People shove their unwanted bongs into holes in trees. Generally, we only care about the nature we have no connection to, not what is there available for us to destroy. What we don't realize, however, is that by damaging our bit of nature we're hurting New Jersey (I know, I didn't think New Jersey could take any more either, but apperently...) because our little woods are (I believe) the largest stand of decidious (and possibly old growth) trees in the state. Now if we continue our college kid shinanagins amoungst the trees, and somehow wreck this forest (which I'm sure we will), it will contribute to the rapid decline of New Jersey, which will in turn reach out to the entire tri-state region and move up to New England, down south, and over to the midwest. I guess some of us see hope, but just from my rich kid mecca in Dirty Jerz I can see a pattern of destruction across the country, and that's only this particular path. If I attempted to map the destruction that stems from one man (my disreputible president, for whom I would choose to be ANYWHERE BUT HERE) I would probably kill myself as a sacrifice to what ever shred of god there might be somewhere, in hopes of getting that man smited, so on that note, instead of doing that, I'm going to bed. Ah, bed.


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