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ok, what the hell? obviously i haven't been checking my email very much or the wrct bboard but sharzhad or someone deleted her show. um. i don't know. i wish people would frickin' email me first before doing stuff like that. just because.. i am the program director, you know, and i like to be kept up to date on such things. also, because i had given jo the spot first and she complained to him about it because it was her time spot originally (jo took over because she had a conflict) and jo, of course, is actually a nice person when not reciprocating my poking-fun-of, so he let her have the spot. gahhh. i know this is such an exciting read.
i'm not sure what to say about the past couple of days. this morning, though, i got two phone calls: one from erick, which lasted about an hour, and one from my mom & monkey. apparently this was enough to socialize me for the entire day because i have not felt like going out to dinner or doing anything except check my email (slowly, on this wretched connection with unix48.andrew.cmu.edu), eat ramen noodles in the room and read about string theory. i'm not sure if this means an onset of 'antisocial' depression or something?
it might just because i spent almost the entire class session today daydreaming about someone i fudged up and let get away. i was mad at myself afterwards and wrote a very long journal entry (in my real journal, not this crap) analyzing myself and trying to peel possible layers of motivation like a psychological onion. when you have that kind of discussion with yourself it's kind of hard to go out and eat happy dinner or drink or whatever (speaking of which, last night we went drinking and i was only a little tipsy despite drinking quite a bit of su jiao, which is korean. but very weak.) especially if it's to interpol, which i must cut back on because i am getting hung up on lyrics such as "if you don't bring up those lonely parts this could be a good time". yeah. i suck. i am a dork.
let me know if you really feel like dialing long distance to talk to me. not that i ever talk to my friends on the phone except for erick, since i (at least, i don't know about him) have yet get used to not talking to him or seeing him every day.
i'm not having a bad time in shanghai though... have taken a few walks; plan to do a bit of shooting; spoke a wee bit of mandarin to the locals. i have a crush on someone but i think he prefers my roommate who also has a crush on him, so honestly that is good for them. there are many hot asian boys in china, but of course not every chinese boy is a hot asian boy. the fetish preference is getting so much more pronounced.
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i'm not sure what to say about the past couple of days. this morning, though, i got two phone calls: one from erick, which lasted about an hour, and one from my mom & monkey. apparently this was enough to socialize me for the entire day because i have not felt like going out to dinner or doing anything except check my email (slowly, on this wretched connection with unix48.andrew.cmu.edu), eat ramen noodles in the room and read about string theory. i'm not sure if this means an onset of 'antisocial' depression or something?
it might just because i spent almost the entire class session today daydreaming about someone i fudged up and let get away. i was mad at myself afterwards and wrote a very long journal entry (in my real journal, not this crap) analyzing myself and trying to peel possible layers of motivation like a psychological onion. when you have that kind of discussion with yourself it's kind of hard to go out and eat happy dinner or drink or whatever (speaking of which, last night we went drinking and i was only a little tipsy despite drinking quite a bit of su jiao, which is korean. but very weak.) especially if it's to interpol, which i must cut back on because i am getting hung up on lyrics such as "if you don't bring up those lonely parts this could be a good time". yeah. i suck. i am a dork.
let me know if you really feel like dialing long distance to talk to me. not that i ever talk to my friends on the phone except for erick, since i (at least, i don't know about him) have yet get used to not talking to him or seeing him every day.
i'm not having a bad time in shanghai though... have taken a few walks; plan to do a bit of shooting; spoke a wee bit of mandarin to the locals. i have a crush on someone but i think he prefers my roommate who also has a crush on him, so honestly that is good for them. there are many hot asian boys in china, but of course not every chinese boy is a hot asian boy. the fetish preference is getting so much more pronounced.
<- dork