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| It's been so long since I have written in my xanga, but I have big
news. I am OFFICIALLY living off-campus next year! I was
just granted permission to live off-campus and accepted it.
However, I already have signed my apartment lease so today's a bit
anticlimactic. I feel like I'm a grown-up now. Sometimes in
class I'm start thinking about all the things I need to do from buying
furniture to elaborate parties that I want to host with my
roommates. But then it's so strange to being thinking about
senior year. I still need to survive the rest of this semester
and the spring. So much is going on, and I don't understand half
of it. Yesterday I just started crying for no reason and couldn't
stop. I was still having conversations with people online, but
was just sobbing away. Not even Geoff's hugs could help. I
just decided to go to bed and try to ignore whatever had upset
me. It's so frustrating now to reflect on it. I have all
these thoughts in my head, but I'm too impatient to describe them in
phrases that make sense. This is why I have never been good at
keeping journals...
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| Winter break recap
Highs- eating mom's food again, fighting endlessly with the little
brother, driving, still being one inch taller than the brother, hugging
my teddy bear as I fall asleep, having nothing to do and watching
unhealthy amounts of television, seeing old friends that make me laugh,
putting on my high school senior sweatshirt and pretending to be 17
again
Lows- having trouble falling asleep because the neighbors are louder
than any college party, dreading having to speak my grandfather's
memorial service, how it's been raining almost nonstop
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| Parent's weekend at Brown, but I'm an orphan. It's ok though since I have an insane amount of reading and studying that I should be doing. Yesterday I went to the Ursa Minors/Brown Derbies a cappella concert, and it was amazing! Danny Lee had a breathtaking solo. O- it was good... I got to hang out with my core group of friends and laugh and forget for a while how much work I had waiting for me. Now that it's time to be productive, all I want to do is take a nap.  | | |
| I think I'm just going to stick to doing highs/lows instead of writing lengthy entries.
For this week:
High: Ordering three pies from Pizza Pie-er, then going to the Buxton party with the girls. I'm glad that they dragged me out.
Low: Finding out that Rachael was at Harvard the same time I was, and we didn't get together! | | |
| High/low for the week:
High: the three-day weekend and going to Boston to stay with Allie!!!
Low: tripping and falling flat on my face when turning in my Chem midterm on Monday; the result: a sprained ankle
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