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Very weird, so much is both coming together and apart so quickly. I know I've been saying it to everyone, but I cant believe we only have 3 weeks left. I'm so not in that mind set. I'm super unprepaired for my capstone presentation, which is monday. (4:30 pm, by the art building. y'all should come) i'm feeling generally unpreaired for everything i'm doing.
The woman who was basically my grandmother died last night. I'm only used to seeing her every few months so it hasn't really hit me at all yet that she's gone.
I guess i'm excited abot everything: capstone, the light festival, boat dance, skip day, senior night, graduation, summer job orientation, PADD, parties, installation class. I'm just afraid its all going to fly by before i can even be totally aware of it all.
On the train today, in my exhaused 3 hours of sleep mode, it hit me that I've been being an ass lately. I've been totally sucked into doing so many really awesome things that I've forgotten about just being. In my hurry to get from one thing to the next, I feel like I've had a few too many rushed (or nonexistant) conversations as I blow past people in the halls and in the cafateria. And too self centered; I always havem y latest project on my mind, so that's what comes out. I'm not so good at stopping to ask "what's going on in your life?" Once in a while is forgetful, but I'm afriad it adds up and I come across as cold.
A few of you might remember Max Roseglass, who was a senior my freshman year. Fantastic artist. The first time (and onlt ime at school) he ever spoke to me, he was very casual and friendly-like and said something along the lines of "hey, whats up, how's it going?" before turning back to his other conversation in which he was argueing the point that small talk is stupid. I know I'm not as bad as he was, but I so don't want to be that.
I don't know why I'm writing here; I need to et some sleep.
The woman who was basically my grandmother died last night. I'm only used to seeing her every few months so it hasn't really hit me at all yet that she's gone.
I guess i'm excited abot everything: capstone, the light festival, boat dance, skip day, senior night, graduation, summer job orientation, PADD, parties, installation class. I'm just afraid its all going to fly by before i can even be totally aware of it all.
On the train today, in my exhaused 3 hours of sleep mode, it hit me that I've been being an ass lately. I've been totally sucked into doing so many really awesome things that I've forgotten about just being. In my hurry to get from one thing to the next, I feel like I've had a few too many rushed (or nonexistant) conversations as I blow past people in the halls and in the cafateria. And too self centered; I always havem y latest project on my mind, so that's what comes out. I'm not so good at stopping to ask "what's going on in your life?" Once in a while is forgetful, but I'm afriad it adds up and I come across as cold.
A few of you might remember Max Roseglass, who was a senior my freshman year. Fantastic artist. The first time (and onlt ime at school) he ever spoke to me, he was very casual and friendly-like and said something along the lines of "hey, whats up, how's it going?" before turning back to his other conversation in which he was argueing the point that small talk is stupid. I know I'm not as bad as he was, but I so don't want to be that.
I don't know why I'm writing here; I need to et some sleep.