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hmm today at church i held the door for an old man. he smiles, thanks me, and jokingly asks if i want a tip. he then gives me a tip, and the tip was "save up, the south will rise again"
i do like florida, but there was an oppressive muggy heat today and an oppresive feeling that being home gave me. actually, i have two sets of feelings on being home, a) stress free, hang out with friends, no school work, b) every one here is so set in their ways and i have to tell people where i am going, and my mom tells me what to do and people ask me exhaustive questions. i want to raise my family here (probably), but until then i need to be elsewhere. i am so thankful i got into tufts, i don't know what i would do if i was at UF.
home for 24 hours and i am wrapped up in st. pete society and thinking about the deb ball more than i should.
adults are so set in their ways i can't handle it and i saw two things in boston before i left tufts that struck some sort of nerve. both of them concerned people choosing one mindset and, without considering any other possibilities, stamping forth with that ideology and an invincible conviction that they were right.
when i am not ranting about others, i have been very cheerful. i am convinced now more than ever that i am going to do something to make a difference. i have ideas, i have means of accomplishing them.
I may start a written journal in addition to this digital one. I have some things i don't write about in here because i don't want to admit them to myself in such a final way, where my fleeting thoughts are published on the internet. its just so concrete to say something here, even when i am just talking about feelings. i could never write here that i hate someone, for instance. i could never go into detail about why i think i am too removed and calculating in my romantic relations. i don't like to admit that to myself. i can't type what i can't admit to myself. i can write it though.
anyways, i get to have a few weeks to relax, reflect, look ahead, have fun, throw a party when my mom is out of town, etc.
i do like florida, but there was an oppressive muggy heat today and an oppresive feeling that being home gave me. actually, i have two sets of feelings on being home, a) stress free, hang out with friends, no school work, b) every one here is so set in their ways and i have to tell people where i am going, and my mom tells me what to do and people ask me exhaustive questions. i want to raise my family here (probably), but until then i need to be elsewhere. i am so thankful i got into tufts, i don't know what i would do if i was at UF.
home for 24 hours and i am wrapped up in st. pete society and thinking about the deb ball more than i should.
adults are so set in their ways i can't handle it and i saw two things in boston before i left tufts that struck some sort of nerve. both of them concerned people choosing one mindset and, without considering any other possibilities, stamping forth with that ideology and an invincible conviction that they were right.
when i am not ranting about others, i have been very cheerful. i am convinced now more than ever that i am going to do something to make a difference. i have ideas, i have means of accomplishing them.
I may start a written journal in addition to this digital one. I have some things i don't write about in here because i don't want to admit them to myself in such a final way, where my fleeting thoughts are published on the internet. its just so concrete to say something here, even when i am just talking about feelings. i could never write here that i hate someone, for instance. i could never go into detail about why i think i am too removed and calculating in my romantic relations. i don't like to admit that to myself. i can't type what i can't admit to myself. i can write it though.
anyways, i get to have a few weeks to relax, reflect, look ahead, have fun, throw a party when my mom is out of town, etc.