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So, I'm almost done classes...meaning I have another one in like an hour but i'm pretty much done classes, with just four exams to do...and I'm home in like a week (not that i'm done exams then, i'm coming home for like 5 days then heading back). but there's some oddly creative about this place. i could sit in this room on west and write a symphony or a novel. the simple curtains, the high-up window, the way the sun lies on my bed illuminating the absence of things yet being comfort at the same time...its a very bittersweet, beautiful thing.
(although don't think my room is some beautiful thing, its quite a mess right now :P)
but its not just the room. it's the fact i can go downstairs and just roam, talking to anyone thats home. its become apparent the last couple of months our floor is particularly odd in how close we all are...it seems we're very very far from the norm of university students. but we just all love each other so much, its bizarre. i don't think i'll ever find the words to describe what my first year friendships were like, and hopefully i'll still have them so i won't have to :P. but its ridiculous...i think richard's a bit of a muse in a way because we're both similar in just making up random stories/movies/radio shows/music etc in our spare time, something i've never seen before. it always seems im the only one that thinks like this, but apparently not. but also, kat's ridiculous because she's so supportive she loves whatever i do just because i do it...for example if i write some fiction, she'll jump at the chance to read it. and just everyone else in a way, often giving me ideas, i think we're quite creative when it comes down to it.
unfortantely, the whole..."being at school to do work" has stopped me from doing any of those great things...but maybe when i need some creativity or support for whatever when i'm not as busy i can think back to this place in my life.
(although don't think my room is some beautiful thing, its quite a mess right now :P)
but its not just the room. it's the fact i can go downstairs and just roam, talking to anyone thats home. its become apparent the last couple of months our floor is particularly odd in how close we all are...it seems we're very very far from the norm of university students. but we just all love each other so much, its bizarre. i don't think i'll ever find the words to describe what my first year friendships were like, and hopefully i'll still have them so i won't have to :P. but its ridiculous...i think richard's a bit of a muse in a way because we're both similar in just making up random stories/movies/radio shows/music etc in our spare time, something i've never seen before. it always seems im the only one that thinks like this, but apparently not. but also, kat's ridiculous because she's so supportive she loves whatever i do just because i do it...for example if i write some fiction, she'll jump at the chance to read it. and just everyone else in a way, often giving me ideas, i think we're quite creative when it comes down to it.
unfortantely, the whole..."being at school to do work" has stopped me from doing any of those great things...but maybe when i need some creativity or support for whatever when i'm not as busy i can think back to this place in my life.