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thirty one years ago this weekend my mom moved to nyc. she was 25 years old. she was following her dream of getting out of nebraska and working in theater. i can't help but think that at this time next year i might be leaving new york, something i once said i would probably never do. it's funny how things can change like that.
senior work due: december. graduation: january. end of wollman: april. graduation ceremony: may. new orleans...?
i would love to do a year as a project leader with habitat. going down for a set period of time with a concrete job/ goal/ life of my own/ apartment/ social life independent of rex would be a much better idea then just saying "hey, i'm moving in." i haven't told him in so many words yet that this is my plan, but it kind of is. it's what my sister is calling a "poal", a plan and a goal.
also, went to phoebe's "fedding" party last night. i watched her and her husband playing house, being adorable. i began to wonder (carrie bradshaw moment) if it might not be such a bad arrangement after all...
senior work due: december. graduation: january. end of wollman: april. graduation ceremony: may. new orleans...?
i would love to do a year as a project leader with habitat. going down for a set period of time with a concrete job/ goal/ life of my own/ apartment/ social life independent of rex would be a much better idea then just saying "hey, i'm moving in." i haven't told him in so many words yet that this is my plan, but it kind of is. it's what my sister is calling a "poal", a plan and a goal.
also, went to phoebe's "fedding" party last night. i watched her and her husband playing house, being adorable. i began to wonder (carrie bradshaw moment) if it might not be such a bad arrangement after all...