Now in my mind's eye, all roads lead to you...
Busy, busy, busy.
Classes, homework (not too many projects or tests yet, luckily), a bajillion activities (College Dems, Peace Coalition, Pride Alliance, Children's Theater with the Campus Y, Association of Mixed Students, Green Action, perhaps Safe Zones training, and I'm sure I'm forgetting stuff,...and don't my club choices make me seem disgustingly liberal? It makes me happy.), work at the Art Museum, Trying to learn about astrology, going to parties and trying to not be socially inept, new people, places, things.
I'm constantly doing something, and it's usually something I love, and I've had a lot of fun. But it's come at the expense of having time to sit back and reflect. There are so many opportunities to think about things here, to share thoughts. Everyone here's such a great thinker. Except me. I prefer feeling, but the only thing I feel is a disconnect from my emotions. I'm tempted to throw all my astrological findings about Cancer being the "feeling" sign in your faces, but I'll hold back. But I will interject and say that I'm also lacking someone to care about take care of. Maybe I'll get a fish or something. I wonder if we can keep hermit crabs...except I haven't wanted to handle one since last summer when Lydia had one and we saw it change shells and got a glimpse at the gross bulbous thing that the pretty dyed shells hide. Ew.
But anyhow, I've been feeling sort of unintelligent lately, since everyone around me has so many brilliant things to say. When I do think deeply about things, I need to organize my thoughts before sharing them. I actually really want to start writing papers for classes so my teachers don't think I'm devoid of a brain.
What can I write about that won't make me seem totally emo?
There's a hot air balloon race or something going on outside my window. There have been some strange balloons, including a pepsi-can looking one that doesn't seem aerodynamically sound, but what do I know about aerodynamics. I've been snapping pictures of every balloon tha passes, since I'm easily amused, and since I haven't taken a bajillion pictures in ages. I feel awkward bringing my camera along with new people, since I feel awkward asking them if I can take pictures of them, and I don't know what their positions on camera-whoring are.
I used to have this shirt. Some of you might remember it--it was turquoise with a bit parrot on it and it was amazing. And, of course, it went missing. So, last week I was at Rag-o-Rama and I was digging through the racks and I found the shirt and freaked out. And then I went to buy it, and found out that in order to pay with a debit card, you needed a state ID, and I only had my student one on me. So I left the shirt and went to find an ATM. I came back, and I couldn't find the shirt anywhere and neither could anyone working there. So I went back to my room and sulked. But I went back today and went to a rack and pulled out the first turquoise shirt I found and it was the right one! So then I bought it and went back to my room and celebrated.
I went to a midnight showing of the Grindhouse films on Saturday night. They were amazingly rediculous. I thought I'd had enough after Planet Terror, with all the fake blood and whatnot, and then Death Proof came on and suddenly Mimi and Joanne from RENT were kicking the shit out of Kurt Russel. Maybe my lack of sleep contributed to it, but I was cracking up.
I've been listening to Shawn Colvin a lot lately (She sang "Sunny Came Home", and a bunch of amazing lesser-known songs). I don't know why I hadn't gotten more into She's playing in St. Louis in December, but it's the weekend before exams, and I doubt I'll be able to get anyone to go with me. Sad. But maybe I'll impose another music video on you. I think I'll go with "Round of Blues":
Shawn Colvin - Round Of Blues
Music Video Codes at www.blastro.com
Classes, homework (not too many projects or tests yet, luckily), a bajillion activities (College Dems, Peace Coalition, Pride Alliance, Children's Theater with the Campus Y, Association of Mixed Students, Green Action, perhaps Safe Zones training, and I'm sure I'm forgetting stuff,...and don't my club choices make me seem disgustingly liberal? It makes me happy.), work at the Art Museum, Trying to learn about astrology, going to parties and trying to not be socially inept, new people, places, things.
I'm constantly doing something, and it's usually something I love, and I've had a lot of fun. But it's come at the expense of having time to sit back and reflect. There are so many opportunities to think about things here, to share thoughts. Everyone here's such a great thinker. Except me. I prefer feeling, but the only thing I feel is a disconnect from my emotions. I'm tempted to throw all my astrological findings about Cancer being the "feeling" sign in your faces, but I'll hold back. But I will interject and say that I'm also lacking someone to care about take care of. Maybe I'll get a fish or something. I wonder if we can keep hermit crabs...except I haven't wanted to handle one since last summer when Lydia had one and we saw it change shells and got a glimpse at the gross bulbous thing that the pretty dyed shells hide. Ew.
But anyhow, I've been feeling sort of unintelligent lately, since everyone around me has so many brilliant things to say. When I do think deeply about things, I need to organize my thoughts before sharing them. I actually really want to start writing papers for classes so my teachers don't think I'm devoid of a brain.
What can I write about that won't make me seem totally emo?
There's a hot air balloon race or something going on outside my window. There have been some strange balloons, including a pepsi-can looking one that doesn't seem aerodynamically sound, but what do I know about aerodynamics. I've been snapping pictures of every balloon tha passes, since I'm easily amused, and since I haven't taken a bajillion pictures in ages. I feel awkward bringing my camera along with new people, since I feel awkward asking them if I can take pictures of them, and I don't know what their positions on camera-whoring are.
I used to have this shirt. Some of you might remember it--it was turquoise with a bit parrot on it and it was amazing. And, of course, it went missing. So, last week I was at Rag-o-Rama and I was digging through the racks and I found the shirt and freaked out. And then I went to buy it, and found out that in order to pay with a debit card, you needed a state ID, and I only had my student one on me. So I left the shirt and went to find an ATM. I came back, and I couldn't find the shirt anywhere and neither could anyone working there. So I went back to my room and sulked. But I went back today and went to a rack and pulled out the first turquoise shirt I found and it was the right one! So then I bought it and went back to my room and celebrated.
I went to a midnight showing of the Grindhouse films on Saturday night. They were amazingly rediculous. I thought I'd had enough after Planet Terror, with all the fake blood and whatnot, and then Death Proof came on and suddenly Mimi and Joanne from RENT were kicking the shit out of Kurt Russel. Maybe my lack of sleep contributed to it, but I was cracking up.
I've been listening to Shawn Colvin a lot lately (She sang "Sunny Came Home", and a bunch of amazing lesser-known songs). I don't know why I hadn't gotten more into She's playing in St. Louis in December, but it's the weekend before exams, and I doubt I'll be able to get anyone to go with me. Sad. But maybe I'll impose another music video on you. I think I'll go with "Round of Blues":
Shawn Colvin - Round Of Blues
Music Video Codes at www.blastro.com