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I want to write this insightful, beautiful entry that somehow conveys how I feel. I can't.
Life is ugly right now. i'm not saying i'm unhappy, because i'm honestly not. i had a great weekend with andrew. he came in on friday, we lunched at reading terminal. despite my warnings of the absurdity of the abundance of food there, he was still impressed. then shopping and rittenhouse square. friday night we went to tamarind, a thai place on south street, with lisa and melody, followed by the first half of a steve gutenberg movie documenting the fictional formation of the village people ("can't stop the music" i think) projected on a wall outside the jamacian jerk hut on south street, which was fortunately rained out in the middle becuase it was god awful. we came back and chilled in my common room, talking and drinking lisa's mike's. then there was a fiasco with this huge cockroach but fortunately we all (except melody) put our heads together and eventually dumped it down the garbage shoot.
saturday we slept late and went bowling with sofie, wes, sarah, melody, lisa, will, pam, john, and meredith. it was fun but the lanes were fucked up. and will and andrew somehow got along really well (*headdesk*). then chilling, and continental and the franklin fountain that night with sofie, meredith and john. the food and ice cream were awesome, and we finished the asian fries! sunday we brunched at izzy and zoe's and then andrew went home. it was orgo-free and great.
and now orgo is back. lab is practically done--i need to write a paper and take a test, but doing labs is over. in lecture, which is going strong, we got back our test from friday morning and the mean was 44. I think that is the lowest of any test ive ever taken at penn.
my ipod shuffle gives me an error light and I don't know why. two things that need to open branches IN this city are an apple store and a nordstroms.
i discovered the fray today. and i went running at franklin field, which was probably a mistake but the football camp coach complimented me on my football throwing abilities (there was one in the middle of the track). it was so hot out I almost died. and i really enjoy the guy who swipes penncards at the gym these days. he makes me smile no matter how much pain i am in.
everything happening around me seems so distant and blurry. i know i care, or used to care more, or should care, but its so vague and hard to process, like taking off my glasses and refusing to use them. somehow it hurts less that way.
Life is ugly right now. i'm not saying i'm unhappy, because i'm honestly not. i had a great weekend with andrew. he came in on friday, we lunched at reading terminal. despite my warnings of the absurdity of the abundance of food there, he was still impressed. then shopping and rittenhouse square. friday night we went to tamarind, a thai place on south street, with lisa and melody, followed by the first half of a steve gutenberg movie documenting the fictional formation of the village people ("can't stop the music" i think) projected on a wall outside the jamacian jerk hut on south street, which was fortunately rained out in the middle becuase it was god awful. we came back and chilled in my common room, talking and drinking lisa's mike's. then there was a fiasco with this huge cockroach but fortunately we all (except melody) put our heads together and eventually dumped it down the garbage shoot.
saturday we slept late and went bowling with sofie, wes, sarah, melody, lisa, will, pam, john, and meredith. it was fun but the lanes were fucked up. and will and andrew somehow got along really well (*headdesk*). then chilling, and continental and the franklin fountain that night with sofie, meredith and john. the food and ice cream were awesome, and we finished the asian fries! sunday we brunched at izzy and zoe's and then andrew went home. it was orgo-free and great.
and now orgo is back. lab is practically done--i need to write a paper and take a test, but doing labs is over. in lecture, which is going strong, we got back our test from friday morning and the mean was 44. I think that is the lowest of any test ive ever taken at penn.
my ipod shuffle gives me an error light and I don't know why. two things that need to open branches IN this city are an apple store and a nordstroms.
i discovered the fray today. and i went running at franklin field, which was probably a mistake but the football camp coach complimented me on my football throwing abilities (there was one in the middle of the track). it was so hot out I almost died. and i really enjoy the guy who swipes penncards at the gym these days. he makes me smile no matter how much pain i am in.
everything happening around me seems so distant and blurry. i know i care, or used to care more, or should care, but its so vague and hard to process, like taking off my glasses and refusing to use them. somehow it hurts less that way.