fare thee well!
Well, samiam, you have served me well, but I think the time has come that we part. I can be found over at the new name of lechocolatchaud which is mostly going to be things fictiony I write and not really a journal, but sometimes a bit journally if the time seems ripe, and if I have funny non-whiny non-emotional stories to tell, which I sometimes do. I think I am going to delete samiam and let it die an internet-style death. Moving onwards, moving upwards. My book is going really well...I've only written half of it but I already have nearly 200 pages, and I am totally excited about writing the other half and then editing and then trying to get it published or somehow acknowledged, which will be a long and painful and very exciting road. NYU is NYU. I love it, though I don't like this commuting and living-on-SI-business, but things could sure be a lot worse. NYU is mad and enormous and kind of pretentious but I am kind of mad and pretentious too sometimes so we really fit well together, although I have realized that I must be especially vigilant about the Skinny Jeans and Leggings With No Pants diseases that NYU students seem VERY susceptible to indeed. There is also the Let's Never Go To Class Because We Are Busy Doing Coke At Very Small East Village Clubs Until 3 Every Morning Because We Are Cool disease. Long name, that one's got, but I think I'm immune. I'm still double-majoring, probably. Friends are weird, although I've made some more, and I've been loving my work at 826 to extents that are large. I'm going to Paris soon and then that is fantastic and the boy with whom I am going is also pretty fantastic. Here's to being mature, eating lots of goat cheese and immersing myself in the fabulously egotistical world of my own writing.