first day of classes
I haven't written in a while. The end of the semester was going pretty good until the fall out. Didn't see it coming, never thought it would happen, and I just didn't feel like writing in this thing until it was over. Didn't want to write anything that I might care about later.
Break was good. It was good to be home. Wise words of my father were "Spend all the time you can with your EL friends because very soon you'll all be going in different directions." So true, just not something I usually think about during break. So I did just that and spent some good time with everyone. And i'm excited to visit everyone this semester.
Christmas and New Years were good aside from my trip to the hospital for my broken heart. At least I can say I've been in an ambulance now as a patient. And what did my previous EMT training teach me on my night at the hospital? The EMTs that brought me in were morons. It was pathetic and they broke every rule in the book for someone my age complaining of heart problems. You think when someone is collapsed on the floor they'd start giving you oxygen and not try to have you say your date of birth 10 times to check your level of consciousness. I'm fine now, no worries. Shouldn't happen again I'm told.
My two nights of birthday fun were great. Club rain with the girls and downtown Springfield with Brian, Lindsay, and crew. Many birthday shots were had. I def. drank more on my birthday than I did the entire semester combined. But I guess that's not saying much since its Smith.
Another highlight was going to NY with Christie to see Alex's show. Very very funny and good times were had by all. I should have gone to school in either Boston or NY. You live and learn I guess.
Now I have the flu and I have to go to my first class of the semester at 1. It's going to be a riot, I can tell. I rearranged my room and it's totally different. I really do get sick of a room after a semester. I just like to move around and be in new places or else I get bored. Once the room I'm living in becomes part of the daily grind at school I have to change things.
I'm glad I spent so much time with Brian over break too. It was really nice. After a while at Smith I really start to forget about the things that make me happy. There's just no time for anything. This semester I'm going to try alot harder to stay true to myself and do the things I want to do and spend time with the people I want to spend time with. That's easy to say now that I don't even have homework or work yet, but I'm going to try my best.
Break was good. It was good to be home. Wise words of my father were "Spend all the time you can with your EL friends because very soon you'll all be going in different directions." So true, just not something I usually think about during break. So I did just that and spent some good time with everyone. And i'm excited to visit everyone this semester.
Christmas and New Years were good aside from my trip to the hospital for my broken heart. At least I can say I've been in an ambulance now as a patient. And what did my previous EMT training teach me on my night at the hospital? The EMTs that brought me in were morons. It was pathetic and they broke every rule in the book for someone my age complaining of heart problems. You think when someone is collapsed on the floor they'd start giving you oxygen and not try to have you say your date of birth 10 times to check your level of consciousness. I'm fine now, no worries. Shouldn't happen again I'm told.
My two nights of birthday fun were great. Club rain with the girls and downtown Springfield with Brian, Lindsay, and crew. Many birthday shots were had. I def. drank more on my birthday than I did the entire semester combined. But I guess that's not saying much since its Smith.
Another highlight was going to NY with Christie to see Alex's show. Very very funny and good times were had by all. I should have gone to school in either Boston or NY. You live and learn I guess.
Now I have the flu and I have to go to my first class of the semester at 1. It's going to be a riot, I can tell. I rearranged my room and it's totally different. I really do get sick of a room after a semester. I just like to move around and be in new places or else I get bored. Once the room I'm living in becomes part of the daily grind at school I have to change things.
I'm glad I spent so much time with Brian over break too. It was really nice. After a while at Smith I really start to forget about the things that make me happy. There's just no time for anything. This semester I'm going to try alot harder to stay true to myself and do the things I want to do and spend time with the people I want to spend time with. That's easy to say now that I don't even have homework or work yet, but I'm going to try my best.