my weekend, in detail (for some reason)
well, can't say this weekend wasn't interesting.
went to Memoirs of a Geisha, campus screening, alone on friday, after convincing myself not to pass out at 8pm. Felt completely alone.
saw aaron, lehua, and some kids smoking hookah on the way home. smoked with them and it turned out there were about 5 prospies there, intent on offering me sex. Lord.
then we smoked opium. I am impulsive when lonely. More back and forth than ever on drugs, recently, i really don't understand myself. Just that morning was talking with Lacey about how pointless they are. I guess, when i'm pointless and they're pointless, we match up and i consume them. but i didnt feel a thing, really. Just a body high, and we watched kung-fu movies and i realized how obsessed with violence aaron is, and i left.
Saturday was better: Breakfast with one of my favorite people ever, Lacey. blown up from portland on her way from alicia to her uncle, i am proud that i deserve a stop in between. God, nothing like a wastleland of mainstream junkies to make you realize how awesome true friends are, but not even that: true parallel souls, who understand you, who connect so effortlessly. We talked about life: love, travel, breakups, education, What Comes After College, ... somehow, with someone like that to share it with, life is an adventure again, if only for a moment.
i gotta have faith that there are more of them out there. That everyone is like that to someone; to their close friends. That i could be that person to the friends i haven't met yet, or that future holds a place nearer the people who truly understand me.
I have to be patient.
(anyway--since i seem intent on continuing...)
Saturday night: had no idea what i was going to do, went to the caf to read my book and eat a solitary dinner when i met up with some people and ended up going to RDG, the dance group performance, which is the sort of thing that is equally easy to sneer at or get into, so i did both with a friend of mine who happened to be sitting right next to the seat reserved for me, which was nice--i just like being around him. there are not enough people like that here.
Then i hung around in other people's dorms for a good while, and we finally decided to go out, where we witnessed the death of a party and became informed of next week's, which sounds excellent.
went back, listened to music. hooray for those with good taste on this campus.
today: laundry, slept till 1, ate waffles, fell in love with virginia woolf. Pretty much a good sunday.
hah, that was such a little-girl-writes-Dear Diary kind of post.
I am massively excited for Massive Attack concert in seattle in 2 weeks!!
went to Memoirs of a Geisha, campus screening, alone on friday, after convincing myself not to pass out at 8pm. Felt completely alone.
saw aaron, lehua, and some kids smoking hookah on the way home. smoked with them and it turned out there were about 5 prospies there, intent on offering me sex. Lord.
then we smoked opium. I am impulsive when lonely. More back and forth than ever on drugs, recently, i really don't understand myself. Just that morning was talking with Lacey about how pointless they are. I guess, when i'm pointless and they're pointless, we match up and i consume them. but i didnt feel a thing, really. Just a body high, and we watched kung-fu movies and i realized how obsessed with violence aaron is, and i left.
Saturday was better: Breakfast with one of my favorite people ever, Lacey. blown up from portland on her way from alicia to her uncle, i am proud that i deserve a stop in between. God, nothing like a wastleland of mainstream junkies to make you realize how awesome true friends are, but not even that: true parallel souls, who understand you, who connect so effortlessly. We talked about life: love, travel, breakups, education, What Comes After College, ... somehow, with someone like that to share it with, life is an adventure again, if only for a moment.
i gotta have faith that there are more of them out there. That everyone is like that to someone; to their close friends. That i could be that person to the friends i haven't met yet, or that future holds a place nearer the people who truly understand me.
I have to be patient.
(anyway--since i seem intent on continuing...)
Saturday night: had no idea what i was going to do, went to the caf to read my book and eat a solitary dinner when i met up with some people and ended up going to RDG, the dance group performance, which is the sort of thing that is equally easy to sneer at or get into, so i did both with a friend of mine who happened to be sitting right next to the seat reserved for me, which was nice--i just like being around him. there are not enough people like that here.
Then i hung around in other people's dorms for a good while, and we finally decided to go out, where we witnessed the death of a party and became informed of next week's, which sounds excellent.
went back, listened to music. hooray for those with good taste on this campus.
today: laundry, slept till 1, ate waffles, fell in love with virginia woolf. Pretty much a good sunday.
hah, that was such a little-girl-writes-Dear Diary kind of post.
I am massively excited for Massive Attack concert in seattle in 2 weeks!!