| | ...this car hears my confessions, i think tonight i'll take the long way home...
yes, an angsty anthem for my beloved and dearly departed nissan.
so.
now i get to drive my grandma's beat up buick until life smiles on
me...but not until i go home for the last weekend of my social freedom.
i thought today was going to be awful and disasterous, but truthfully....it wasn't.
dont get me wrong, things did not all go my way, but somehow it just
worked out right i guess. i've had it in my head since last quarter
that THIS was going to be the quarter that destroys me, and though it
still might do that, i doubt it will be the violent and brutal death
that slaughters what is left of my ambition and determination. it
might. but it hasnt yet, and thats hopeful.
i got into hornby's directing class and i'm glad to actually get to do some real creative work.
i walked all the way home. its not that bad of a walk, a good half
hour, but not bad at all. it was nice to clear my head and do something
mindless like put one foot in front of the other.
because we californians rely on cars so much, we never walk anywhere,
and when we do we hate it. i know i do, if i have to. but its nice to
just CHOOSE to. then its not such an obligation to take in the world.
you wouldnt enjoy it that way anyhow.
i almost fell asleep in rehearsal tonight...3 times. lol. shh don't tell.
and my really old cans of sunkist soda kind of taste like 50/50 bars....mmm. i'll just remember that when they give me cancer.
~rachel~
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