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catch this mood:
so the past two days have been among my favorite so far, very beautiful, very fun.
spending time with people I don't usually spend that much time with, going to newbury st., mfa, random places i have never been. there's an abandoned t station that you can see going outbound right before you get to harvard sq. who knew?
my mom just called as i was writing and sort of killed my mood. i can try to get it back.
so today, at the mfa we looked at a few exhibits that struck me. specifically, the african art exhibit caught my imagination, because i was looking at real artifacts. there was a ceremonial skirt of some sort on display, and it was stained. i was in the type of mood where i could have stared at it forever making up stories about the stain's origins. i want to go to the mfa more often, its free, and as my friend noted, theraputic.
then we went to ana's for food, then the bookstore in davis, where i bought a few things i am excited to start. I want to take more language classes, more art history classes, more anthropology and world history classes. i want to spend my summer break somewhere doing something, and spring break i want to do something too. my friend talked about costa rica, or somewhere in latin america. i swear i am going to become fluent in spanish. sin duda.
the people i know at tufts are all so awesome, and i feel sad to leave them for nearly a month. especially after today, i really don't feel that eager to go home. once i get there i know i will be enthused again, st. pete is paradise and all. my friends from home will be fun to see. hanging out with beau, exchanging updated world views and philosophies. best.
i am falling in love with boston though, for all of its quirks and accents and cold.
so the past two days have been among my favorite so far, very beautiful, very fun.
spending time with people I don't usually spend that much time with, going to newbury st., mfa, random places i have never been. there's an abandoned t station that you can see going outbound right before you get to harvard sq. who knew?
my mom just called as i was writing and sort of killed my mood. i can try to get it back.
so today, at the mfa we looked at a few exhibits that struck me. specifically, the african art exhibit caught my imagination, because i was looking at real artifacts. there was a ceremonial skirt of some sort on display, and it was stained. i was in the type of mood where i could have stared at it forever making up stories about the stain's origins. i want to go to the mfa more often, its free, and as my friend noted, theraputic.
then we went to ana's for food, then the bookstore in davis, where i bought a few things i am excited to start. I want to take more language classes, more art history classes, more anthropology and world history classes. i want to spend my summer break somewhere doing something, and spring break i want to do something too. my friend talked about costa rica, or somewhere in latin america. i swear i am going to become fluent in spanish. sin duda.
the people i know at tufts are all so awesome, and i feel sad to leave them for nearly a month. especially after today, i really don't feel that eager to go home. once i get there i know i will be enthused again, st. pete is paradise and all. my friends from home will be fun to see. hanging out with beau, exchanging updated world views and philosophies. best.
i am falling in love with boston though, for all of its quirks and accents and cold.