I had a nightmare last night
IN THE NIGHTMARE: my dad got fired from Wooster and we had to leave. I had to say goodbye to Beth and Cole and my other friends and it was unbelievably sad. Anyone care to analyze that for me? NO? well, that's alright. I already have an idea what it means.
Yesterday was soooo fantastic. Drove to Katonah station. Got on a train with Molly, Trisha, BP, Cole, Dennis, Lizzie, Jonny, Melissa, Beth, and myself (Sarah Esocoff and the moran girls came...but i hardly spoke to them). We got to grand central and walked to the MOMA. we were there to look at the georges seurat drawings...but i found them to be not very interesting. there were some beautiful ones (especially when you're far away) but for the most part they looked kind of like something i'd seen already. all the smart arty people got mad at me for saying so...
then we walked to Rockefeller center (BAD CHOICE, MS. NORTHOP!!!) which was as packed as i imagine hell. walked back to grand central. took a train back. drove to the svenn haus and hung out, had dinner, learned how to crochet... it was an amazing day.
today was shitty. had to go shopping EHHHH. i am self conscious about how much money we have. and soooo shopping sucks. ALSO talking to other people about purchasing items sucksss.
ALSO (hahaha) my dad went out, while we were clothes shopping, and bought a christmas tree. normally its a family tradition that we all go out together and take turns picking a tree out...but my dad...well...yeah
anyways. life is still good.
keep it real.
anyone want to have a big "i haven't seen you in forever" party over christmas break (maybe in nyc???)? if you don't respond to this post, i'll expect the answer is no and then i'll go cry.
love,
ben
Yesterday was soooo fantastic. Drove to Katonah station. Got on a train with Molly, Trisha, BP, Cole, Dennis, Lizzie, Jonny, Melissa, Beth, and myself (Sarah Esocoff and the moran girls came...but i hardly spoke to them). We got to grand central and walked to the MOMA. we were there to look at the georges seurat drawings...but i found them to be not very interesting. there were some beautiful ones (especially when you're far away) but for the most part they looked kind of like something i'd seen already. all the smart arty people got mad at me for saying so...
then we walked to Rockefeller center (BAD CHOICE, MS. NORTHOP!!!) which was as packed as i imagine hell. walked back to grand central. took a train back. drove to the svenn haus and hung out, had dinner, learned how to crochet... it was an amazing day.
today was shitty. had to go shopping EHHHH. i am self conscious about how much money we have. and soooo shopping sucks. ALSO talking to other people about purchasing items sucksss.
ALSO (hahaha) my dad went out, while we were clothes shopping, and bought a christmas tree. normally its a family tradition that we all go out together and take turns picking a tree out...but my dad...well...yeah
anyways. life is still good.
keep it real.
anyone want to have a big "i haven't seen you in forever" party over christmas break (maybe in nyc???)? if you don't respond to this post, i'll expect the answer is no and then i'll go cry.
love,
ben