Go ahead, accuse me of just singing about places.

Nov 08, 2006 21:43

Ha, my roommate just came home from her night class half an hour early. I was totally in the middle of blaring (and I mean really blaring) Moulin Rouge! songs and shoving some popcorn into my mouth.

Me: Ha ha, hi.

But on to other things of, hey what, an emotional nature! Imagine that!

May I pause for a moment to tell you how intensely grateful I am for the friends I have made here? If I had not been cast in Earnest, I sincerely believe I would be a very depressed person. I would still have the DW girls, who are darlings (especially dear Bright-Eyes, who makes my world shine) and I am so grateful for them as well; but I don't see them too terribly often (for my emotionally needy nature). But the Earnest cast - seriously, all I yap about is watching chick flicks with Gwen, but really? I adore all of them with every fiber of my heart, truly, truly.

And plus, cementing friendships with them has opened up other avenues of acquaintance-making and friend-making. Zack-From-Upstairs, Miss Sara, DM (who I must refer to by initials because I can't quite make myself call him by only his first name, the first and last names are both necessary, and I try not to disclose last names on LJ), Gwen's best friend, all of whom are so dear to me - I wouldn't know them so well if I were not friends with the Earnest crew. Particularly Sara and Zack, who are part of the Jess/Lady B/Merriman posse. I love these kids and am so thankful to know them.

For serious, I actually eat my meals with people these days. Which is not necessary - I am actually quite content eating by myself - but it really is nice to have the option. Lunch, at any rate, is always among others (except Mondays, but Mondays are dreadful angstful days and I don't like to talk about them). Tuesdays and Thursdays, I enjoy a nice sandwich lunch with the DW ladies between classes, and on Wednesdays and Fridays the stagecraft kids (Merriman, Lady B, Jess, and Zack-From-Upstairs - Sara sadly has class right after stagecraft) generally band together to partake of nourishment.

Also, had dinner on Monday night with the entire Earnest cast sans Jack, as well as Sara, Zack, and Merriman's roommate. So so lovely, especially because I don't get to see Chasuble and Algernon very often.

But that will change next semester because I got into the dramatic lit class that everyone is taking, WEE HOO.

But anyway. I am not quite done venting and spewing about my social dependencies, har. It is honestly just so nice to have these little pockets of companionship. I so miss the old forms of it - Rossprouts & Co. at lunchtime, our corner of Monsieur Guillaums's class, morning art class with KT - it's unspeakably wonderful to find new versions among new people.

One of my favorite times is on Friday (and sometimes Wednesday) afternoons, when a few of us from stagecraft just lounge about in the fine arts center lobby after class is over. It's usually Jess, Zack, DM and I, with occasional others joining us; and it is such a sweet and lovely and fun time. (Last Friday we were joined by Jeff, and we played word games and it was fun in a bag, yo.)

But honestly. I feel that Earnest was the catalyst for more than half my social life here, and I am so grateful because other people are what keep my sad little heart afloat through days of woe (and whoa, that is way overly dramatic. Most of my days are not woeful at all). I think I would be a much quieter and sadder person without it.

I know, I know. "She's waxing sentimental again OH GOD." Sorry. But I realized today as I was walking home after history class (which finished early, leaving me with an entire two and a half hours free - do you think I did anything productive? Do you?), as I was crossing the street, "Hey, I really love my life here." And I really do.

That said, I still cannot wait to get home for Thanksgiving. Cannot wait. (Even if it means I will have to be around relatives, ha ha ha!) But in the meantime, I'm doing all right.

Except for biology lab.

Har.

socially inept, dearhearts

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