it's funny. i remember jogging around the field for sophomore and freshman gym classes, outside in that awful flat sun whose white light was blinding on the dew and grass, thinking about how i had to remember something that kaylee had said so that later i could post it on livejournal. i remember thinking this. now, i hadn't thought of livejournal until just now and it's been something crazy, some sort of month length.
at the moment, i am very well-versed in cuban history and i know quite a bit about tom wolfe's the right stuff..., so i suppose something is working properly at school. cultural studies majors had an informational session about grad school sometime last week. i thus concluded that i am not spending the next twelve years trying to ascertain a Ph.D in an academic field and that i am probably not even attempting a masters in the field, either. if i feel this way in four years, then i will attempt an mfa in creative nonfiction. this is in four years. four years ago, i was 16, and i felt off-put and excited. now, i am 20 and i feel tired and lethargic. so we will see.
i am sick, today.
other things of importance:
1. a boy named phil
2. i can count on my left hand the number of times i have seen dustin during the month of october
3. sigur ros, september 26th @ chicago theatre
4. having run out of money...,
5. the cold
6. i haven't been back to rockford in months
i don't know. i feel like i have too many friends. oh, and i am getting published here (
http://www.sundress.net/wickedalice/) and i read an essay aloud at an open mic yesterday. received well.
world's ending. happy halloween.