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one month and im gone, for ten whole months, and right now my only concern is that im poor, really poor. i planned on having work this summer -i even dropped a class second session, thinking i would be too busy- but then this thing with customs happened, and for all i know all my salt water samples are still sitting in customs in istanbul. thats life for you.
i'm pretty sure that ive never done the easy thing in life, ever, and at this point in life, i dont know if that is something i should be proud of, but thats me, and it's gotten me this far, for better or for worse. coming back i wont remember anything ive leard over this last year, and it's going to be one hell of an uphill battle. methods for solving indeterminate structures, never heard of em.
ive been too poor to get photos developed, that makes me sad. ive also been too poor to do just about anything. broken social scene was in town and i didnt get to see them, radiohead, etc.
if last summer was summer- pool parties, drinking, smoking, wild abandon- the current summer is the transition into reality. people have responsibilites and schedules are continuously in conflict, but in those fleeting moments- the ones spent standing in a hole dug for fun, or loitering in a parking lot three hours after watching batman for a second time - i got a little taste, and if the taste of summer is anything like the smell of rain, the sensation is ever more potent and satsifying when it cannot be found in abundance.
its nearly september, no time to look back, not now.