the ditty
It's been awhile. I can justify my neglect for my LJ in a couple ways:
1) I don't care very much about posting emotions that change within the hour anymore.
2) I don't have internet at my place of residence (a true tragedy, although I sleep more).
It's time tho. Time for an update. As happens every three months, I have a completely new life. This ridiculous amount of severe change is a bit dizzying, honestly, even though I love change.
But I owe it to you, my loyal readers, to update you on what the hell this new life is.
It's a very simple life. Mostly just work in the day, come home, eat dinner, find an adventure that lasts till midnight, and go to bed. For a week and a half, that adventure was moving. Moving from Martel to Lovett. For the non-Ricers, Lovett is a college that was designed to be riot proof, and thus is not the happiest place. But luck was with us and we got our apartment early. So now we're living there. It's disheartening how empty our place is. My bedroom is my possessions thrown about me on the floor, including a bed on the floor and a small bookshelf in the corner. It needs some furniture, which means I need money, which means all my pay for the summer should be paid to me upfront. But no such luck.
Robby's the one person I see everyday. He's a good guy. Has a lot of quirks. So do we all. It'd be nice to see more people on a more regular basis, but it's summer and half the cool people are out while the other half are like blah blah orgasmic chemistry blah blah radio internship blah blah... :-)
um... so I'm truly saddened by the fact that I no longer feel like an idealist. I just plain don't like some people and I doubt my ability to grow to the awesome human being that I always romanticized myself as. So a lot of the time I feel either disrespect for people or self-doubt. Blah, whatever happened to that relaxing, enjoyable summer?
I would say I can't wait for school to start but don't I always say "I can't wait for (insert next phase of life) to start"? Yeah, I'm sick of that goddamned phrase. It's time to find a solution to this anxiety for the future.
One solution that I've considered is to center myself entirely in the physical realm... this just seems too shallow. Yet enticing.
I'm very unsure of myself.
But enough of that mumbo jumbo. Thinking about it makes my head hurt. Instead, highlights of the past 2 weeks:
- grilling hamburgers on the Martel sundeck
- hobo moving service: moving from Martel to Lovett using shopping carts
- getting a first floor room at Lovett
- random story time involving Alley, Alley's friends, and some vodka
- getting drenched and nearly hit by lightning while hiking
- Amish dinner: eating at a Cajun restaurant by the light of our cell phones after the power went out
- getting our apartment early
- moving into our apartment
- that lightning spectacle showdown
- freebies from boss (food, pans, spices, and disposable dishes)
- Gillie taking me to get Chipotle
- seeing Sheena again; i missed that punk-rock star
- getting to take pictures of Rice while getting paid
- the second time in my life i've been almost-clubbing
- AND MICHELLE IS HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
woooo, exciting.
everyone else update your damn journals!
1) I don't care very much about posting emotions that change within the hour anymore.
2) I don't have internet at my place of residence (a true tragedy, although I sleep more).
It's time tho. Time for an update. As happens every three months, I have a completely new life. This ridiculous amount of severe change is a bit dizzying, honestly, even though I love change.
But I owe it to you, my loyal readers, to update you on what the hell this new life is.
It's a very simple life. Mostly just work in the day, come home, eat dinner, find an adventure that lasts till midnight, and go to bed. For a week and a half, that adventure was moving. Moving from Martel to Lovett. For the non-Ricers, Lovett is a college that was designed to be riot proof, and thus is not the happiest place. But luck was with us and we got our apartment early. So now we're living there. It's disheartening how empty our place is. My bedroom is my possessions thrown about me on the floor, including a bed on the floor and a small bookshelf in the corner. It needs some furniture, which means I need money, which means all my pay for the summer should be paid to me upfront. But no such luck.
Robby's the one person I see everyday. He's a good guy. Has a lot of quirks. So do we all. It'd be nice to see more people on a more regular basis, but it's summer and half the cool people are out while the other half are like blah blah orgasmic chemistry blah blah radio internship blah blah... :-)
um... so I'm truly saddened by the fact that I no longer feel like an idealist. I just plain don't like some people and I doubt my ability to grow to the awesome human being that I always romanticized myself as. So a lot of the time I feel either disrespect for people or self-doubt. Blah, whatever happened to that relaxing, enjoyable summer?
I would say I can't wait for school to start but don't I always say "I can't wait for (insert next phase of life) to start"? Yeah, I'm sick of that goddamned phrase. It's time to find a solution to this anxiety for the future.
One solution that I've considered is to center myself entirely in the physical realm... this just seems too shallow. Yet enticing.
I'm very unsure of myself.
But enough of that mumbo jumbo. Thinking about it makes my head hurt. Instead, highlights of the past 2 weeks:
- grilling hamburgers on the Martel sundeck
- hobo moving service: moving from Martel to Lovett using shopping carts
- getting a first floor room at Lovett
- random story time involving Alley, Alley's friends, and some vodka
- getting drenched and nearly hit by lightning while hiking
- Amish dinner: eating at a Cajun restaurant by the light of our cell phones after the power went out
- getting our apartment early
- moving into our apartment
- that lightning spectacle showdown
- freebies from boss (food, pans, spices, and disposable dishes)
- Gillie taking me to get Chipotle
- seeing Sheena again; i missed that punk-rock star
- getting to take pictures of Rice while getting paid
- the second time in my life i've been almost-clubbing
- AND MICHELLE IS HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
woooo, exciting.
everyone else update your damn journals!