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Can't sleep, so I might as well update this POS
As previously mentioned, this summer blew. For lots of reasons. Despite the fact that I feel awful at the present moment, I am going to list the good parts of this summer.
-Both Yankee games I went to (the second of which was tonight, what a game, even though I was SO PISSED Jeter wasn't playing and Tino was only in for the last two innings wtfff but the Jay's manager got ejected from the game for being an argumentative asshole, that was fun)
-Seeing Sweet Charity and Wicked (tommorow night!)
-Making money
-Having a rockin co-counselor
-Seeing Ben Folds
-Seeing the Backstreet Boys
-Getting tan/time spent at the beach (granted, this is pathetic, but I'm trying to pick out positive things, leave me alone)
-Falynn's visit
I'm really happy that I get to go back to school in a few days. However, I realize that I am entering what is going to be my most difficult semester yet- academically, emotionally, and socially speaking. I hope I am up to the challenge. This is growing up and learning shit and letting go and all other kinds of cliches that I hate but know I eventually have to deal with. Now is as a good a time as any, I suppose.
My throat tightens up every time I think about you and I get that burning feeling where my nose meets my forehead, the sensation that there are tears there, reluctant to escape the ducts. This may be the hardest thing I have ever had to do.
This is my first year with a roommate (last year I was in a split triple, and while we shared a common room I had the single all to myself). I'm a junior and I have the least amount of personal space I have ever had, something is wrong with that. But I'm excited anyway.
I am hoping for pleasant surprises this semester. Of any kind, really.
I'm going to go order a Lichtenstein print for my room now.
'Nite kids, hope you're all doin well.
P.S. I'm probably going to update a whole lot less than I did last year. Something tells me I'm going to be stressed and upset a lot and I don't want this stupid online journal to become your daily dose of "what's Rachel bitching about today?" Going to make a concerted effort to keep the complaining to a minimum and mostly update with funny/happy scenarios and stories, the end.
As previously mentioned, this summer blew. For lots of reasons. Despite the fact that I feel awful at the present moment, I am going to list the good parts of this summer.
-Both Yankee games I went to (the second of which was tonight, what a game, even though I was SO PISSED Jeter wasn't playing and Tino was only in for the last two innings wtfff but the Jay's manager got ejected from the game for being an argumentative asshole, that was fun)
-Seeing Sweet Charity and Wicked (tommorow night!)
-Making money
-Having a rockin co-counselor
-Seeing Ben Folds
-Seeing the Backstreet Boys
-Getting tan/time spent at the beach (granted, this is pathetic, but I'm trying to pick out positive things, leave me alone)
-Falynn's visit
I'm really happy that I get to go back to school in a few days. However, I realize that I am entering what is going to be my most difficult semester yet- academically, emotionally, and socially speaking. I hope I am up to the challenge. This is growing up and learning shit and letting go and all other kinds of cliches that I hate but know I eventually have to deal with. Now is as a good a time as any, I suppose.
My throat tightens up every time I think about you and I get that burning feeling where my nose meets my forehead, the sensation that there are tears there, reluctant to escape the ducts. This may be the hardest thing I have ever had to do.
This is my first year with a roommate (last year I was in a split triple, and while we shared a common room I had the single all to myself). I'm a junior and I have the least amount of personal space I have ever had, something is wrong with that. But I'm excited anyway.
I am hoping for pleasant surprises this semester. Of any kind, really.
I'm going to go order a Lichtenstein print for my room now.
'Nite kids, hope you're all doin well.
P.S. I'm probably going to update a whole lot less than I did last year. Something tells me I'm going to be stressed and upset a lot and I don't want this stupid online journal to become your daily dose of "what's Rachel bitching about today?" Going to make a concerted effort to keep the complaining to a minimum and mostly update with funny/happy scenarios and stories, the end.