huh.
it's been a long time. a way most people start journal entries who don't actually keep a journal. but it's been nearly, what? four months? lots have changed. evan and i are no longer, and i am happy for it. and not in that girl who is wounded says that to make herself feel better kind of way, but in the i laugh about the relationship whenever i think about it kind of way. hard to believe there are so few school days left. when calculated, considering my fridays off, there are exactly twenty. twenty days in which to start and finish a research paper of which i hardly even know what i am writing; twenty days in which i will hope, every day more and more, for the weather to turn nice; twenty days in which to plan the roadtrip to austin that amy and i are taking; twenty days in which to force some unknowing lad to fall in love with me. basically.
i am contented with my friends. it has come to that point in the year where you look around and realize who is your friend, and, more importantly, who will continue to be your friend, and it feels nice. small and cozy and nice. although i miss sarah. god sarah! why do you have to live on fourth and d?!
the city is happier in the spring. i have only caught a glimpse of it thus far, but i am hoping my suspicions are right. the park will be brighter and more than just a walkway in which to get to seminar. i'll be able to look up from the ground when i walk without fear of the wind tearing off my skin. i'll be able to do shrooms with the heat on my back.
i thought i'd throw that in to spice it up.
my internet routine is slowly becoming too routine. i hate doing it, whereas before i somehow enjoyed typing in the same password over and over again. hotmail, facebook, nyu home. hotmail, facebook, nyu home. HOTMAIL, FACEBOOK, NYU HOME. over and over and over.
i need to get a life.
i am contented with my friends. it has come to that point in the year where you look around and realize who is your friend, and, more importantly, who will continue to be your friend, and it feels nice. small and cozy and nice. although i miss sarah. god sarah! why do you have to live on fourth and d?!
the city is happier in the spring. i have only caught a glimpse of it thus far, but i am hoping my suspicions are right. the park will be brighter and more than just a walkway in which to get to seminar. i'll be able to look up from the ground when i walk without fear of the wind tearing off my skin. i'll be able to do shrooms with the heat on my back.
i thought i'd throw that in to spice it up.
my internet routine is slowly becoming too routine. i hate doing it, whereas before i somehow enjoyed typing in the same password over and over again. hotmail, facebook, nyu home. hotmail, facebook, nyu home. HOTMAIL, FACEBOOK, NYU HOME. over and over and over.
i need to get a life.