its weird how you can make sense of everything
i continue to have dreams about physical interaction. not sex, but cuddling and meaningful touch -- with people that i presently know and do not necessarily want affection from.. at least, i dont think i do? the subconscious is so weird, although i dont even think thats what it is. i try not to place too much value on dreams, because i think they are, more often than not, bullshit.
i feel a little out of control, but in the most tamed way possible. maybe spring break just threw me off a little, which is unfortunate because i thought it would reinvigorate me. not even close.. i cant wait for summer and hanging out with friends, fam, my sweet dog, etc etc. and none of the stress associated with academics!
the other day i was walking to class and i think i passed abby terrell. of all the people im no longer friends with, i have seen her randomly around campus more than anyone. not necessarily a bad thing (or a good thing!), but it just seems somewhat significant..
i can noticeably tell the difference in the way people respond to me when i actually take time to look good for class, and when i just wear black sweatpants and a random shirt. im not sure if that makes me happy or not, but im leaning towards the not. ..just seems shallow
ok, back to work. of all the courses im taking, theatre history has been the most surprisingly rewarding of all. my professor is out of this world, and ive never received this kind of education. its like a mrs. fish class, except i can stand it, and i really value the things that others have to say! seems harsh but cant i be harsh in my own damn journal! i think so
i feel a little out of control, but in the most tamed way possible. maybe spring break just threw me off a little, which is unfortunate because i thought it would reinvigorate me. not even close.. i cant wait for summer and hanging out with friends, fam, my sweet dog, etc etc. and none of the stress associated with academics!
the other day i was walking to class and i think i passed abby terrell. of all the people im no longer friends with, i have seen her randomly around campus more than anyone. not necessarily a bad thing (or a good thing!), but it just seems somewhat significant..
i can noticeably tell the difference in the way people respond to me when i actually take time to look good for class, and when i just wear black sweatpants and a random shirt. im not sure if that makes me happy or not, but im leaning towards the not. ..just seems shallow
ok, back to work. of all the courses im taking, theatre history has been the most surprisingly rewarding of all. my professor is out of this world, and ive never received this kind of education. its like a mrs. fish class, except i can stand it, and i really value the things that others have to say! seems harsh but cant i be harsh in my own damn journal! i think so