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Molly called me after the Greek test to bitch about it so I invited her over and she sat in the living room with Kendra and Nichole doing work, talking about stuff, while I lied on my bed with the doors open so i was sort of part of the conversation, but at 4PM I rested my head down and waited for my internet to come back and then I woke up and it was six o'clock. I only slept for two hours last night so I'm not about to yell WHAT THE FUUUCK.
But, WHAT THE FUUUCK.
I'm in Nikki and Cassy's room being silly and probably distracting Cassy from her Diamant paper due tomorrow. I think I picked a philosophy topic, though! Apparently it can be on just about anything, not strictly ancient Greek philosophers, so I'm going to write about Angela Davis' philosophy of punishment and prisons. From the prison of slavery to the slavery of prison, what whaaat. Sorry, that's inappropriate but I'm excited to write this paper by next Monday now, since it's something I can actually get invested in. Woo!
I'm thrilled to be home and making money in 30ish days (most of which will be spent on a lolla day pass), I'm ECSTATIC to be in Chicago with my friends all summer. But every day a little creepy thing gnaws at the back of my throat, "you're never going to live with these people again.. you're never going to get drunk with these people again... you're never going to see all these people at the same time again..."
And I don't want it to end yet.
I mean, I have a month. So I need to stop thinking about it and make the most of my time left with them, but still. As happy as I am to see friends at home and at school, I'm going to be slightly miserable about the lack of constant Cassy, Kendra, Nikki and Nichole. I don't even consider myself friends with Molly, but we hang out with her all the time now and I'll probably miss her too. Actually, no I won't. Never mind.
I love living with the four of them, I lucked out BIG TIME, even though I didn't think so the first two weeks, even though they are FAR from perfect (by which I mean they are pretty fucking offensive sometimes) but I love them more than I thought I would and it's going to be really sad to wander around America without them.
THE POINT OF THIS ENTRY was to note my nap dream. Haha. Oops.
Nikki was spooning me while on a platform. It was so strange. But so cuddly nice and dream!Nikki is just as hilarious and adorable as real life Nikki. She also tried to pin my down and dye my hair red again. I told her about it and Cassy, overhearing, goes, "You're dreaming about Aggressive Nikki? Intense..."
Yeah man. Whatever, I'm going to finish this episode of Parks and Rec (I can't get over how good season 2 is after being so apathetic toward the first season) and then more clearly define my paper topic and email my professor about it for approval. Crappy day has certainly turned around :)
But, WHAT THE FUUUCK.
I'm in Nikki and Cassy's room being silly and probably distracting Cassy from her Diamant paper due tomorrow. I think I picked a philosophy topic, though! Apparently it can be on just about anything, not strictly ancient Greek philosophers, so I'm going to write about Angela Davis' philosophy of punishment and prisons. From the prison of slavery to the slavery of prison, what whaaat. Sorry, that's inappropriate but I'm excited to write this paper by next Monday now, since it's something I can actually get invested in. Woo!
I'm thrilled to be home and making money in 30ish days (most of which will be spent on a lolla day pass), I'm ECSTATIC to be in Chicago with my friends all summer. But every day a little creepy thing gnaws at the back of my throat, "you're never going to live with these people again.. you're never going to get drunk with these people again... you're never going to see all these people at the same time again..."
And I don't want it to end yet.
I mean, I have a month. So I need to stop thinking about it and make the most of my time left with them, but still. As happy as I am to see friends at home and at school, I'm going to be slightly miserable about the lack of constant Cassy, Kendra, Nikki and Nichole. I don't even consider myself friends with Molly, but we hang out with her all the time now and I'll probably miss her too. Actually, no I won't. Never mind.
I love living with the four of them, I lucked out BIG TIME, even though I didn't think so the first two weeks, even though they are FAR from perfect (by which I mean they are pretty fucking offensive sometimes) but I love them more than I thought I would and it's going to be really sad to wander around America without them.
THE POINT OF THIS ENTRY was to note my nap dream. Haha. Oops.
Nikki was spooning me while on a platform. It was so strange. But so cuddly nice and dream!Nikki is just as hilarious and adorable as real life Nikki. She also tried to pin my down and dye my hair red again. I told her about it and Cassy, overhearing, goes, "You're dreaming about Aggressive Nikki? Intense..."
Yeah man. Whatever, I'm going to finish this episode of Parks and Rec (I can't get over how good season 2 is after being so apathetic toward the first season) and then more clearly define my paper topic and email my professor about it for approval. Crappy day has certainly turned around :)