Dec 12, 2006 20:52
five months is a long time.
today was the last day of classes here at bu and my last day of work for the semester.
oh, right, the semester.
well lets see: ive made some good choices, and some bad ones, and some great ones. im happy with where i am right now, except for my grades, which is i guess the opposite of jimmy denino right now. his journal influenced me to update.
i went to ireland, i joined a sketch comedy group, i fell asleep in class, i got haircuts. the dull mixes with the exciting, keeping me on the toes of my flat feet, which end up hurting if im on them for a while.
i am still with erin. and that is just out of control. we had a conversation the other day about armed robbery or something (long story) and wondering when the threshold was. meaning at what point do your actions stop defining you for somebody else and become decisions either constant or unusual to the person? if i committed armed robbery, for example, people that know me would say i made a bad decision, while others would know me as the kid who committed armed robbery. at what point in a relationship, romantic or otherwise, do actions stop defining you? id say a year probably.
i keep telling everyone im gonna be a math major. im doing worse in math by far than in all my other classes. is this a good decision? [end obligatory 19 year old life path confusion]
[commence obligatory 19 year old anticipation]
christmas break! yeah!
a month off. i sure could use it. and once i get back, im taking a beatles class, and erin will be living here.
glassjaw's playing at the crazy donkey december 23rd.
new years? somebody?
my temper is so strange..
i need to do some chrismtas shopping
ive been keeping up on current events since i got here. and ho-ly-shit. maybe tehran shouldnt be holding a holocaust denial conference on the grounds of free speech when they dont even acknowledge political prisoners. and maybe we should be focusing more attention on darfur instead of the poisoned ex-kgb officer. easy for me to say, the upper middle class kid with the world at his feet. i am optimistic about our generation overcoming their apathy. but not any time soon.
as i progress through each entry, i hate how i dont update often, and i hate how each update serves as the only record of me every six months.
i hope this isnt the last of me in 2006