I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself to hold on to these moments as they pass...
I post really fucking randomly, eh?
School's been okay, I guess. I'm really ready for this semester to be over (class-wise, exclusively), but not so ready to run off to Madrid next semester. Sam and I booked our flight... It made everything SO REAL. Well, booking the flight and paying $27 to fax my housing information to Spain.
Can't say I've been really thrilled about my courses this year, but then again, I stopped going to a few of them... Pulling more than decent grades even though I'm never in lecture, which really doesn't say much for the NYU academic program...
I guess I'm in a place right now where I feel like I'm doing a lot of things I have to do instead of things I want to do. I'm too young to feel the fingers of obligation around my neck...
I can't believe how fast time is flying. Thanksgiving is so incredibly soon... It absolutely snuck up on me. I've only been home once this semester and that was for an evening. My long-term concept of time has been moving at such a rapid pace, but I come home every night and can't believe my morning happened within the same day. And I really don't like that feeling.
I'm excited about the people I have around me and am starting to feel like I have people I can call at 5 AM for any reason. Ugh, I'm finally getting resettled, and I'm getting on a PLANE in TWO MONTHS.
I think plans are being made to live at Water again next year, but I won't jinx any plans by talking too much about it just yet when I should really be focusing on my living arrangements in a foreign freakin country. Indeed, indeed. (I <3 my wifey and our NONsweatered dogs)
Going to see the Marilyn Manson show tomorrow at Roseland and I am fucking AMPED. I can't wait, it's going to be INSANE WONDERFUL CRAZY FRANTIC BEAUTIFUL NUTS! Rob backed out, but it'll still be me, Stephen, and Kate. Fuck yessss. I plan on being a bruised, bloody mess for my doctor's appointment on Friday.
Life's making me really crazed and frantic these days, but in a very trapped way that has me sitting on the couch watching bad TV and sleeping through classes. Last weekend was such a release for me... After a hellish week of more papers and more presentations, Christina and Meghan threw a party on Friday. I was SO tired and planning on hanging out for a few and then going to bed, but I couldn't tear myself away... It was so, so relaxing and refreshing to not be thinking about how much shit I have to do or how miserable work is going to be or how I wish I could be anywhere but the office or the classroom. Saturday, Stephen and I got dressed and drunked and drugged up and went to Avalon for the most rowdy fun I've had in a long time. I think I was a raver in a past life...
I just washed my face and used a pore strip and feel so fresh and free of blackheads I could conquer the world. Yum... What a fantastically clean feeling.
[sigh] Time to do a little work, cause if I don't they may catch on to me and my slacking...
I miss you guys. Don't be strangers... And hopefully I'll see you Mahopacians next weekend!
School's been okay, I guess. I'm really ready for this semester to be over (class-wise, exclusively), but not so ready to run off to Madrid next semester. Sam and I booked our flight... It made everything SO REAL. Well, booking the flight and paying $27 to fax my housing information to Spain.
Can't say I've been really thrilled about my courses this year, but then again, I stopped going to a few of them... Pulling more than decent grades even though I'm never in lecture, which really doesn't say much for the NYU academic program...
I guess I'm in a place right now where I feel like I'm doing a lot of things I have to do instead of things I want to do. I'm too young to feel the fingers of obligation around my neck...
I can't believe how fast time is flying. Thanksgiving is so incredibly soon... It absolutely snuck up on me. I've only been home once this semester and that was for an evening. My long-term concept of time has been moving at such a rapid pace, but I come home every night and can't believe my morning happened within the same day. And I really don't like that feeling.
I'm excited about the people I have around me and am starting to feel like I have people I can call at 5 AM for any reason. Ugh, I'm finally getting resettled, and I'm getting on a PLANE in TWO MONTHS.
I think plans are being made to live at Water again next year, but I won't jinx any plans by talking too much about it just yet when I should really be focusing on my living arrangements in a foreign freakin country. Indeed, indeed. (I <3 my wifey and our NONsweatered dogs)
Going to see the Marilyn Manson show tomorrow at Roseland and I am fucking AMPED. I can't wait, it's going to be INSANE WONDERFUL CRAZY FRANTIC BEAUTIFUL NUTS! Rob backed out, but it'll still be me, Stephen, and Kate. Fuck yessss. I plan on being a bruised, bloody mess for my doctor's appointment on Friday.
Life's making me really crazed and frantic these days, but in a very trapped way that has me sitting on the couch watching bad TV and sleeping through classes. Last weekend was such a release for me... After a hellish week of more papers and more presentations, Christina and Meghan threw a party on Friday. I was SO tired and planning on hanging out for a few and then going to bed, but I couldn't tear myself away... It was so, so relaxing and refreshing to not be thinking about how much shit I have to do or how miserable work is going to be or how I wish I could be anywhere but the office or the classroom. Saturday, Stephen and I got dressed and drunked and drugged up and went to Avalon for the most rowdy fun I've had in a long time. I think I was a raver in a past life...
I just washed my face and used a pore strip and feel so fresh and free of blackheads I could conquer the world. Yum... What a fantastically clean feeling.
[sigh] Time to do a little work, cause if I don't they may catch on to me and my slacking...
I miss you guys. Don't be strangers... And hopefully I'll see you Mahopacians next weekend!