so this is the new year
and I don't feel any different.
Except I did! I spent New Year's Day out seeing Juno with my friends, and then spent that night (and the next TWO DAYS) vomitting my brain out and crying into the toilet on account of dry heaves. Dry heaves are like...the number one thing I hate more than lots and lots of other, less hatery things. I know it doesn't make sense, but that's how angry and sad I was.
anyway, I'm pretty much better now (I can eat real food without vomitting!) so I suppose I should update so y'all know what's going on here. Christmas was lovely, yes. I got speakers for my iPod and some dvds and other cool stuff. It's been nice being home with the family, spending time with my parents and my brother. I'm sorta not looking forward to going back to school. My classes aren't that great for next semester. I have a two freshman film classes (aka hard to make friends in) and two random crappy classes. Also it's gonna be cooooold in Boston. But...it's cold here too. I hate the god damn cold. At least this year (so far) I haven't seen much snow (thank god).
My lappy was out of commission for awhile, but now it's fixed and there are no vertical lines on my screen anymore! I can watch movies on it like a normal person hooray! No more moving windows around so I can read properly! Delicious!
So other than that, not too much has been going on. I'm fairly boring. I've been yarning away (except when I was sick, for fear of giving people sick germies) and I feel like I'm not making any progress, sadly. I haven't been able to write anything very well, and I keep having weird dreams, like I'm back in high school and I want to get a head start on my science homework. Or that I'm married to Rob Schnieder. No wonderful Matt and Trey dreams. Not even any Norm MacDonald dreams (honestly that guy is a fucking dreamboat and I refuse to believe otherwise). Since I've been home I've been having super, super weird dreams.
I'm in a state of crappy lethargy. But my bed has clean sheets and my mom will make me a sandwich and my brother pretty much wants me around and my dad will play super mario brothers with me. So I guess it's not all that bad.
Except I did! I spent New Year's Day out seeing Juno with my friends, and then spent that night (and the next TWO DAYS) vomitting my brain out and crying into the toilet on account of dry heaves. Dry heaves are like...the number one thing I hate more than lots and lots of other, less hatery things. I know it doesn't make sense, but that's how angry and sad I was.
anyway, I'm pretty much better now (I can eat real food without vomitting!) so I suppose I should update so y'all know what's going on here. Christmas was lovely, yes. I got speakers for my iPod and some dvds and other cool stuff. It's been nice being home with the family, spending time with my parents and my brother. I'm sorta not looking forward to going back to school. My classes aren't that great for next semester. I have a two freshman film classes (aka hard to make friends in) and two random crappy classes. Also it's gonna be cooooold in Boston. But...it's cold here too. I hate the god damn cold. At least this year (so far) I haven't seen much snow (thank god).
My lappy was out of commission for awhile, but now it's fixed and there are no vertical lines on my screen anymore! I can watch movies on it like a normal person hooray! No more moving windows around so I can read properly! Delicious!
So other than that, not too much has been going on. I'm fairly boring. I've been yarning away (except when I was sick, for fear of giving people sick germies) and I feel like I'm not making any progress, sadly. I haven't been able to write anything very well, and I keep having weird dreams, like I'm back in high school and I want to get a head start on my science homework. Or that I'm married to Rob Schnieder. No wonderful Matt and Trey dreams. Not even any Norm MacDonald dreams (honestly that guy is a fucking dreamboat and I refuse to believe otherwise). Since I've been home I've been having super, super weird dreams.
I'm in a state of crappy lethargy. But my bed has clean sheets and my mom will make me a sandwich and my brother pretty much wants me around and my dad will play super mario brothers with me. So I guess it's not all that bad.