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Sep 11, 2006 19:39

I just ate in the dining hall... For the first time in four months I didn't have to pay for a hot meal. For some reason Chartwells dinner made me very nostalgic for living on campus. Not that the house isn't awesome, I really do love living with these girls.. But it's a little reclusive. The bathroom is finally finished being remodeled, and I believe that our landlord has little or no work left to do on our apartment. The girls downstairs are now finally starting to get some of the work they've needed done all summer finished.

Adam and I broke up. It was mutual and we're still friends. Our friendship is a little strange but we're not sleeping together and it's not entirely too weird. So, that's really not all bad news.
My goal is to truly try to be single this time. No more boys.

I may now be going to Florence instead of South Africa next semester. It's still not a definite. I just want to make sure I really take advantage of my opportunities here and see some of the world. A lot of my friends at school are planning on going abroad next semester as well, if that actually happens it'll make traveling a lot easier.

John may be getting a job at Javas. I'm 90% sure i'm fine with it, provided he doesn't suck and/or expect special treatment. I think i'm actually going to ask him to come home with me next weekend for my parent's bbq. I don't feel like being by myself and I know that he'd really like to see Mohonk and Minnewaska. He's the only person I can think of I'd really like to bring and hike with, so maybe i'll finally make it to Lake Awosting.

I keep sleeping through my 12:35 class. I slept until 2 today and just barely made it to office hours to apologize to my professor and get the two days of missed notes before I had to run to another class I'm chronically late to.

I am starting to think i'll never stop smoking pot. I know this is illogical, seeing as I only smoke at most three times a week and I still have the rest of my life to quit, but I think i like it too much to ever stop. That's my story. The end.
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