Post by tarnie2 on Aug 9, 2010 18:26:09 GMT -5
Bridget was already bored of being stuck in doing college work, she loved writing but she had things she liked writing about and politics was not one of them. She had tried and failed to get anything done at all, she couldn't concentrate when her heart wasn't in it. She was already thinking of dropping out, or switching her major to the arts. Dance, to be persist.
She'd been thinking this all morning, she knew her mother wouldn't be impressed but she was beyond caring and she was done thinking for the day and wanted to just get out. She went for a wander around town, she didn't mind being on her own, she needed to lean her way around town but it was getting old, not knowing people, it her old town she couldn't walk out the door without seeing someone she knew. She felt lonely here and she hated it.
She knew what would make it all better though, Ice cream, if you asked her, ice cream was the key cure to any emotional problem from a broken heart to home sickness. She'd ate a lot of ice cream in the past couple of months.
She joined the line in the local ice cream shop (when she finally found it) and waited impatiently.