May 2009
25 posts
wearing my swimmy suit at work just makes me want to leave and do fun things. it’s a reminder that after this, FUN. good things to come. it’s like settling into my skin that it’s summer, and when i wake up at 10, i didn’t skip class. when i have a free evening, i don’t need to work on a project. freedom.
also, i love it when people ask me about my tattoo. LOVEIT. i...
summer so far:
we realized there were 3 different kinds of pizza in the fridge, so we’re heating up 2 and eating 1 cold while they heat. it’s wear swimmy suits day, and work shifts are being traded for graduation parties. nights are marked by pbr’s and cigarettes. i have spent my time healing a giant tattoo sprawling across my entire back. and, yeah, it’s been awesome....
deep breaths
mostly this week reminds me that i cannot control everything, but there is something to enjoy in everything.
everything. everything. everything. will be okay.
omg YAYYY FLOODY ROOM! it’s been like TWO WEEKS since the last big flood, and i was SO worried i wouldn’t get to have another room-under-water week before finals were over. i mean seriously rain, you ALMOST missed this window of opportunity.
this has to be some kind of karmic backlash. i know it. i bet i fail astronomy too. dlkfgmkdflmgd!!!
what a tumultuous week.
i just want to sleep
this will be my last night staying up late writing papers for the semester. awesome.
also, the other night, i got super drunk and wrote an astronomy paper. trent said i used the same sentence twice. and i got the grade back today, 50/50. “very clear and organized” the professor said.
i’m lucky as hell?
i have a paper about henry james due on tuesday, 8 pages, which i have one semi-failed proposal written about but little else to go on. a girl behind me is bawling to a friend about how nervous she is about a chemistry exam later this week. she failed a test earlier in the semester. she can’t learn this all so soon. she’s terrified.
it is a sunday afternoon, and i am sitting outside...
“Live all you can. It’s a mistake not to. It doesn’t so much matter...”
– henry james, the ambassadors.
this is the long version, the found in the preface, what the novel is about version. i think it does so much more.
it isn’t even that i’m not tired. i just don’t want to sleep.
smiles
old pictures seem to be a theme amongst friends lately, and i decided to look through a few myself. the thing that sticks out the most to me is how many i smile in, and how many the friends i have kept until now are smiling in as well. also that trent and i are almost always smiling together, or just laughing so hard. i’ve had a really happy life, with a lot of smiles, a lot of pictures...
i’m trying to decide which books i want to sell back. impossible. i want all of them. all. even the bullshit astronomy book i don’t believe in. even uncle tom’s cabin i didn’t read a page of. after this semester, i will own the entire norton series for american lit and british lit. i can’t sell them back. i have western civ from antiquity to present, two volumes, one...
