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Wow. There was a time when a day didn't go by without some sort of update. Its been a while. I'd forgotten my password even.
Lets see. What is happening in La Vie de(le?) Silver. I've moved to a new apartment, but then thats no real new since I seem to constantly be in a state of moving in and out of residential complexes. But this time I'm on the lease, and I think I'm pretty much grounded for the duration.
A whole year in one bedroom, I think by the end of it somebody will find me in a corner convusing at that knowledge, but for now I'm more worried about getting to class on time. I say that, but class starts at 7am and here it is 12am and I'm still up trying to find something to amuse myself with. Go figure.
Not much has changed, well, nothing overt that would make any sense when taken out of context. Life pretty much trundles along. I moved to Little Rock to get away from some of the things in Conway. Sadly, unfortunately, woe betide to me, some of those followed me to Little Rock. I walked onto campus and there were at least 10 people that I went to school with my freshman year at UCA, granted in all technicality I was the one following them, but still, who is honestly technical when ranting?
Daniel and Aaron have both left Arkansas, Daniel finally did move in with his boyfriend and then they up and moved to Florida at the beginning of the month. Aaron, poor cherie, moved home to be with his family and had to cram all the gay-ness and flames back into his own personal little closet. Something I can't imagine doing ever again.
This will be my 5th year of college, and thanks to the transfer I'm somewhere about the level of a sophomore until I duke it out with my departmental advisor about my major credits. But that is a battle for another time. I don't know how many times I've said it in my life, and I don't even want to think about how many more probable times I may find myself saying it, but I find myself starting over, which isn't any easier the 16th time around. Pick up the pieces, see who we are and where we stand in the world. Read backwards and I shudder at how much of an idiot child I was, probably still am, but more aware of it.
I miss Freshman year....nah, scratch that, I don't miss Freshman year, I miss the feeling of it.
Lets see. What is happening in La Vie de(le?) Silver. I've moved to a new apartment, but then thats no real new since I seem to constantly be in a state of moving in and out of residential complexes. But this time I'm on the lease, and I think I'm pretty much grounded for the duration.
A whole year in one bedroom, I think by the end of it somebody will find me in a corner convusing at that knowledge, but for now I'm more worried about getting to class on time. I say that, but class starts at 7am and here it is 12am and I'm still up trying to find something to amuse myself with. Go figure.
Not much has changed, well, nothing overt that would make any sense when taken out of context. Life pretty much trundles along. I moved to Little Rock to get away from some of the things in Conway. Sadly, unfortunately, woe betide to me, some of those followed me to Little Rock. I walked onto campus and there were at least 10 people that I went to school with my freshman year at UCA, granted in all technicality I was the one following them, but still, who is honestly technical when ranting?
Daniel and Aaron have both left Arkansas, Daniel finally did move in with his boyfriend and then they up and moved to Florida at the beginning of the month. Aaron, poor cherie, moved home to be with his family and had to cram all the gay-ness and flames back into his own personal little closet. Something I can't imagine doing ever again.
This will be my 5th year of college, and thanks to the transfer I'm somewhere about the level of a sophomore until I duke it out with my departmental advisor about my major credits. But that is a battle for another time. I don't know how many times I've said it in my life, and I don't even want to think about how many more probable times I may find myself saying it, but I find myself starting over, which isn't any easier the 16th time around. Pick up the pieces, see who we are and where we stand in the world. Read backwards and I shudder at how much of an idiot child I was, probably still am, but more aware of it.
I miss Freshman year....nah, scratch that, I don't miss Freshman year, I miss the feeling of it.