end of the first semester
how were ten years seemingly compressed into 4 months? i've been swept into the smith time-warp vortex. you're all going to shoot me for saying this, but i can't remember there be anything else real. everything before college is just kind of a dream now... bizarre.
so first semester (or the last decade of my life):
+ my friends are AMAZING
+ i love my roommate to little tiny pieces and miss her when she's gone for even half an hour, and worry about her when she comes home late.
- stumbling into drawing class late every day and everyone knowing why.
+ all night trivial pursuit extravaganzas that need to happen more often
+ parson's porch
+ the diner, even if it was the ultimate disaster
+ pleasant street movie theater, cause i have the biggest crush on it ever.
+ nini's pizza, cause greasy cheese is the way to go
+ getting my makeup done weekly by an astrophysicist
+ cocoa with dinosaurs
+ going out to eat for birthdays, chinese, and indian
+ going to work on weekend mornings groggy and still in last nights' clothes
+ getting addicted to scattergories for the computer
+ mr. roboto and roxanne
+ spending hours shopping with o and not realizing how long it's been
- scandinavian mythology destroying my will to live
+ julie and o driving ridiculous amounts of time to come see me
+ watching season 8 of friends on repeat
+ never ever sleeping, followed by not getting out of bed for days at a time
+ getting mcdonald's delivered cause living in the vegan house makes me crave even bad red meat.
and this might sound weird, but the car crash is one of my most favorite memories of the semester. and i hate to say it, but i'm so glad it happened. so glad. it was so surreal but perfect at the same time. it was so sterotypical but personal, so terrifying but calming, so unreal but the most signifficant reality check. it was intense. hell, this whole semester has been intense, but in the most rewarding of ways. for the first time ever, i'm content where i am. this is the longest i've ever been in the united states since i was 9 years old, and i'm happy about that. i wonder how much longer that's going to last....
i can't believe i have to leave all my college friends this week. it feels like it's going to be forever before i see them again. i'm so sad....
p.s. though i can't wait to see the kids in contoocook...!
so first semester (or the last decade of my life):
+ my friends are AMAZING
+ i love my roommate to little tiny pieces and miss her when she's gone for even half an hour, and worry about her when she comes home late.
- stumbling into drawing class late every day and everyone knowing why.
+ all night trivial pursuit extravaganzas that need to happen more often
+ parson's porch
+ the diner, even if it was the ultimate disaster
+ pleasant street movie theater, cause i have the biggest crush on it ever.
+ nini's pizza, cause greasy cheese is the way to go
+ getting my makeup done weekly by an astrophysicist
+ cocoa with dinosaurs
+ going out to eat for birthdays, chinese, and indian
+ going to work on weekend mornings groggy and still in last nights' clothes
+ getting addicted to scattergories for the computer
+ mr. roboto and roxanne
+ spending hours shopping with o and not realizing how long it's been
- scandinavian mythology destroying my will to live
+ julie and o driving ridiculous amounts of time to come see me
+ watching season 8 of friends on repeat
+ never ever sleeping, followed by not getting out of bed for days at a time
+ getting mcdonald's delivered cause living in the vegan house makes me crave even bad red meat.
and this might sound weird, but the car crash is one of my most favorite memories of the semester. and i hate to say it, but i'm so glad it happened. so glad. it was so surreal but perfect at the same time. it was so sterotypical but personal, so terrifying but calming, so unreal but the most signifficant reality check. it was intense. hell, this whole semester has been intense, but in the most rewarding of ways. for the first time ever, i'm content where i am. this is the longest i've ever been in the united states since i was 9 years old, and i'm happy about that. i wonder how much longer that's going to last....
i can't believe i have to leave all my college friends this week. it feels like it's going to be forever before i see them again. i'm so sad....
p.s. though i can't wait to see the kids in contoocook...!