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Quick recap of the past week of my life:
Friday-Sunday were paper-writing, researching, locking myself in F6 with Justine and doing nothing but work. Ate too much at Olive Garden. Watched a really gay movie called "Another Gay Movie". Felt accomplished.
Monday was Dec. 11th. Enough said. Went to class, did homework, went to Boston, navigated my way around Logan Airport (which I'm proud of myself for), finally got to see Joe. Went to Billerica with his dad and dad's girlfriend. Ate Wendy's, got presents from Europe. Drove back to Rindge.
Tuesday morning was the drunkest I've ever been in my entire life. Shots of tequila with oranges. Blacked out. Got sick in my sleep and then woke up. Felt like shit all day. Didn't go to classes. When Joe and I said "drunken death"... I don't think we realized how seriously close we'd get. Terrified of hard liquor now. But whatever.
Wednesday was fun. Aced a presentation in Communications. Went around visiting people. It was pretty shitty out. That's all I can really remember.
Thursday was nice. Skipped my first class to go pick up my sister who had skipped school to see Joe. Went to my second two classes, during which I made really good friends with my college writing teacher (yet again) and wrote more on a Journalism I exam than I ever thought I knew. Then we went alcohol hunting and went to a surprise party for Kazu, a really sweet Japanese kid who just transferred here. He liked it a lot and I ended up talking to him for a really long time. And this other kid, John I think, who was a lot more interesting than I'd have given him credit for.
Today has been uneventful. Woke up, cleaned my room a little, started to do homework, went to lunch with Danielle, talked to a lot of people about a lot of things that I've been thinking about, and am now getting back to finishing my take-home final.
I wrote the chorus to the theme song of my life today. When the song's done I'll post it. I'm pleased with what I've got so far.
And um that's it. T-4 days until the rest of my life. And some major planning/scheming/decision-making.
Over and out.
Friday-Sunday were paper-writing, researching, locking myself in F6 with Justine and doing nothing but work. Ate too much at Olive Garden. Watched a really gay movie called "Another Gay Movie". Felt accomplished.
Monday was Dec. 11th. Enough said. Went to class, did homework, went to Boston, navigated my way around Logan Airport (which I'm proud of myself for), finally got to see Joe. Went to Billerica with his dad and dad's girlfriend. Ate Wendy's, got presents from Europe. Drove back to Rindge.
Tuesday morning was the drunkest I've ever been in my entire life. Shots of tequila with oranges. Blacked out. Got sick in my sleep and then woke up. Felt like shit all day. Didn't go to classes. When Joe and I said "drunken death"... I don't think we realized how seriously close we'd get. Terrified of hard liquor now. But whatever.
Wednesday was fun. Aced a presentation in Communications. Went around visiting people. It was pretty shitty out. That's all I can really remember.
Thursday was nice. Skipped my first class to go pick up my sister who had skipped school to see Joe. Went to my second two classes, during which I made really good friends with my college writing teacher (yet again) and wrote more on a Journalism I exam than I ever thought I knew. Then we went alcohol hunting and went to a surprise party for Kazu, a really sweet Japanese kid who just transferred here. He liked it a lot and I ended up talking to him for a really long time. And this other kid, John I think, who was a lot more interesting than I'd have given him credit for.
Today has been uneventful. Woke up, cleaned my room a little, started to do homework, went to lunch with Danielle, talked to a lot of people about a lot of things that I've been thinking about, and am now getting back to finishing my take-home final.
I wrote the chorus to the theme song of my life today. When the song's done I'll post it. I'm pleased with what I've got so far.
And um that's it. T-4 days until the rest of my life. And some major planning/scheming/decision-making.
Over and out.