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Oh, my life. I was fortunate enough to have a grant dropped into my lap, and so have used the money to purchase a new macbook pro and printer. The printer came today. I realized belatedly I have no room for it, so I must spend most of the day tomorrow cleaning my room. Hopefully the computer will e here by Friday. I feel a bit like a race-traitor, but I also am more excited than I have been in about three days.
I have more work than I can possible deal with. Projects, finals, a midterm today [or as I took to calling it, an endterm], and infinite more things. Oh well. I am starting to not care, because I really can't mess up things that much. /waves goodbye to his motivation/
Things have gotten sort of busy as I've found myself becoming more and more smitten with a certain boy I used to affectionately call Thing 1. He has been upgraded to the status of Boy.
He is 25, 6' 5" and absolutely wonderful. His only flaw is he has reduced me to something that very much resembles a five-year old girl. And let's face it - that isn't a flaw.
Between him and friends and school I have approximately three seconds for myself, six minutes for breathing, and about an hour of sleep a day, but life is good, and the only thing that could make it better would be graduating, which happens in three weeks. I simply refuse to complain.
I was also inducted into the Japanese National Honor Society tonight, and tomorrow drop off my forms accepting an invitation to join Phi Beta Kappa, arguably the most prestigious American honor society for liberal arts and sciences. After years of hard work, I feel like I am actually getting the slightest bit of recognition, and it feels good - especially because i was one of barely any white people to get the award, and the only one who didn't study abroad or live in the language house. :D
Things... have finally fallen into place. I have way too much work, Boy and I were heckled at the National Zoo for holding hands [yay america], and I am, as always, perpetually exhausted. And it's perfect. Everything is perfect.
I have more work than I can possible deal with. Projects, finals, a midterm today [or as I took to calling it, an endterm], and infinite more things. Oh well. I am starting to not care, because I really can't mess up things that much. /waves goodbye to his motivation/
Things have gotten sort of busy as I've found myself becoming more and more smitten with a certain boy I used to affectionately call Thing 1. He has been upgraded to the status of Boy.
He is 25, 6' 5" and absolutely wonderful. His only flaw is he has reduced me to something that very much resembles a five-year old girl. And let's face it - that isn't a flaw.
Between him and friends and school I have approximately three seconds for myself, six minutes for breathing, and about an hour of sleep a day, but life is good, and the only thing that could make it better would be graduating, which happens in three weeks. I simply refuse to complain.
I was also inducted into the Japanese National Honor Society tonight, and tomorrow drop off my forms accepting an invitation to join Phi Beta Kappa, arguably the most prestigious American honor society for liberal arts and sciences. After years of hard work, I feel like I am actually getting the slightest bit of recognition, and it feels good - especially because i was one of barely any white people to get the award, and the only one who didn't study abroad or live in the language house. :D
Things... have finally fallen into place. I have way too much work, Boy and I were heckled at the National Zoo for holding hands [yay america], and I am, as always, perpetually exhausted. And it's perfect. Everything is perfect.