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Thanksgiving this Thursday. Well...not that I'm observing, but I'm disheartened to think of my family celebrating without me. Even though I've never been big into the holiday.
This is of course the most selfish statement ever made, but I hate that life continues without me. Kit started his freshman year, my parents are working on buisness deals, Robin continues to push on, dana gets stranger, ash conquers her parental units....it just feels so odd.
I slept horribly last friday night---woke up at 3 in the morning and couldnt get back to sleep. So as I was musing with purple circles of exhastion forming under my eyes, it occured to me that at that very moment, you guys were in Math, or History or whatever. You were going through classes, and dealing with breakups and social shit, and OHMYGOD that paper is due WHEN!?!--and I wondered if you guys ever wake up at 3 am and think the same thing.
The semester's over in 2 weeks--I'm definatly not the same person I was when I came. I've changed. Undoubtably. But in a good way. I think. Anyway, you'll be able to judge for yourself soon enough.
There was a teacher here who wrote a piece--about how she had spent 5 years in china, and how she felt when she was leaving. There was this one page that grabbed me--she talked about how she WAS America, she was apple pie and democracy, and deep fried everything. But at the same time, she WAS china, she was mu shu, and oppression, and 2 chickens for the price of one.
I dont know.
This is of course the most selfish statement ever made, but I hate that life continues without me. Kit started his freshman year, my parents are working on buisness deals, Robin continues to push on, dana gets stranger, ash conquers her parental units....it just feels so odd.
I slept horribly last friday night---woke up at 3 in the morning and couldnt get back to sleep. So as I was musing with purple circles of exhastion forming under my eyes, it occured to me that at that very moment, you guys were in Math, or History or whatever. You were going through classes, and dealing with breakups and social shit, and OHMYGOD that paper is due WHEN!?!--and I wondered if you guys ever wake up at 3 am and think the same thing.
The semester's over in 2 weeks--I'm definatly not the same person I was when I came. I've changed. Undoubtably. But in a good way. I think. Anyway, you'll be able to judge for yourself soon enough.
There was a teacher here who wrote a piece--about how she had spent 5 years in china, and how she felt when she was leaving. There was this one page that grabbed me--she talked about how she WAS America, she was apple pie and democracy, and deep fried everything. But at the same time, she WAS china, she was mu shu, and oppression, and 2 chickens for the price of one.
I dont know.