Sep 22, 2004 19:21
oh man. I didn't get very much sleep last night. I had to write a paper after a capella rehersal and then couldn't fall asleep and then woke up before my alarm. Still though, until now, I've been feeling pretty wonderful all day. I actually went and had breakfast at Old B. It's this crazy new thing I'm trying, breakfast. It's AMAZING how much better I feel when I've actually had something to eat in the morning. I usually scarf down an apple and maybe a granola bar, but it definetely doens't cut it. Its so nice not being starving two hours before lunch.
And it's been so beautiful outside. I just want to dance and play guitar and walk around the arb all day. I've been finding it hard to work today. After lunch, I had three hours to work between lunch and dance and I sat on the porch an talked with Leah the whole time. Oh lord. I've just been very lazidaisical. Even now, I have a study group in a little more than an hour, and I haven't read the paper for it, I'm just very tired, and now feeling a bloated from having eaten too much too quickly, which often happens when I didn't get enough sleep the night before.
I feel like I'm just meandering through life right now. I go through bouts when I'm pretty lonely, but for the most part, I'm not really sure what I've been thinking about. I have been pretty boy crazy recently. I'm sooo sick of the will jafee situation I want to shoot myself everytime I see him. And yet I keep thinking about him. I actually have started going out of my way so that I might bump into him. (You know it's bad when...) The most frusterating thing about the whole situation is that I'm somewhat convinced that when I actually get to know him, I'm not going to like him at all. I just found out the other day that he has a tatoo on his calf of a lacross stick and an "OC." As in Oberlin College. What is that? Who is this guy? And WHY do i get all flustered every time I see him. RARG! Hhhh, I'm making myself angry.
On a different note, I LOVE my dance class so much. Everyday I don't have it I wish I did. And I love my guitar lessons thus far. I definetely have a crush on my teacher... He's my age and so great. I could definetely go for him. And I've already gotten better. The other day he had me improving with the blues scale! It was so fun!
-I miss Hatuey too. I haven't written him for a while. He wrote me a short note last weekend sayign he'd write more later, which he hasn't done yet. Oh I'm frusterated. In many ways. It's definetely not liek I think about him all the time. Fuck, I think about Will more than I think abotu him. But everytime I do, Im' reminded of how good it was this summer. How nice it was to have something that relaxed and fun and good. sigh. The frusterating part is that I don't know how he's feeling. Is he just tryign to be mature or does he really just not want anything between us anymore. I mean, we're not going to have anything, but....then I guess it doesn't matter what he wants. Right emily. Just let it goooo.
Ok, I'm going to go play some guitar. And then read the paper.