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i'm at learning services for writing consultant walk-in hours... i had one paper to look over, and the kid didn't really need to have someone look at it. it was well-organized, with very few grammatical errors. i have about 15 mins of my shift left.
in short, i'm bored.
i could be doing work for intro to pro writing... but i also have all day tomorrow. well, from noonish until 6pm. i think that's enough time to get it done.
basically, i've been stalking people on facebook and dragging up old memories that should just stay buried.
i hate that i grew so far away from people that were my best friends in middle school. and i don't mean that as an all-encompassing statement. i still talk to sara on a weekly basis... she's honestly been there with me through it all. and i don't wish i was still close to everyone. there are just a few people that i really miss.
i guess it's mostly my fault for not staying in touch. i think i tried; i don't really remember. eighth grade-- freshman year, even-- feels like a century ago. i don't think that sustaining friendships was really high on my list of priorities. i wasn't really old enough to have a sense of who i was... i thought i did.
this is pretty incoherent.
this past weekend was great-- going to ny for the night was honestly just what i needed. it took my mind off of what seemed like a snowballing workload and i had a lot of fun. i didn't realize how much i missed cj until i saw him. i kind of loved his friends and his dorm haha. i kind of anticipated an awkwardness that didn't happen? i don't know. i'm so glad i went, though.
i also love taking trains... there's just something so inherently romantic about them. maybe romantic isn't the right word. i can't really explain it?
myy shift's over. no one reads this, but i needed to just... type.
in short, i'm bored.
i could be doing work for intro to pro writing... but i also have all day tomorrow. well, from noonish until 6pm. i think that's enough time to get it done.
basically, i've been stalking people on facebook and dragging up old memories that should just stay buried.
i hate that i grew so far away from people that were my best friends in middle school. and i don't mean that as an all-encompassing statement. i still talk to sara on a weekly basis... she's honestly been there with me through it all. and i don't wish i was still close to everyone. there are just a few people that i really miss.
i guess it's mostly my fault for not staying in touch. i think i tried; i don't really remember. eighth grade-- freshman year, even-- feels like a century ago. i don't think that sustaining friendships was really high on my list of priorities. i wasn't really old enough to have a sense of who i was... i thought i did.
this is pretty incoherent.
this past weekend was great-- going to ny for the night was honestly just what i needed. it took my mind off of what seemed like a snowballing workload and i had a lot of fun. i didn't realize how much i missed cj until i saw him. i kind of loved his friends and his dorm haha. i kind of anticipated an awkwardness that didn't happen? i don't know. i'm so glad i went, though.
i also love taking trains... there's just something so inherently romantic about them. maybe romantic isn't the right word. i can't really explain it?
myy shift's over. no one reads this, but i needed to just... type.