A recap of my week
This has been a weird, crazy week. I am all over the place with my emotions and for once, it's justified.
I turned 21 and had an awesome weekend with my friends. And after the last couple of days, I feel like I am so much closer to Rachel. It's crazy; we can talk about almost anything, and we're just so in tune with the way the other person thinks. I was so worried that after high school graduation I would never have friends who I could be as close to as I was with The Crew, and yet I found some. We're close in different ways, which makes it better, I think. Rachel and my other college friends aren't replacements for anyone--they're just another important part of my life. Anyway, I've just been feeling really sappy and grateful for my friends lately and I feel like I have to share it with the world.
Then I made some revelations about my spiritual life and started getting back into practice, which is kind of a big deal. This ties in with why I feel closer to Rachel--we've been talking a lot about it and it's such a relief to be able to talk about crazy supernatural stuff without people being skeptical or laughing at you. She just comes right back at me with even crazier things.
I've also kind of made another revelation about myself that I don't really feel comfortable talking about right now. I should talk about it, because that might help me figure it out, but I think I'll save that one for a private journal entry until I have the answer. And then I probably still won't talk about it, because I am a coward. (I will burst out laughing if anyone from The Crew guesses what I'm talking about here--and I might even admit it).
And then there was the election, which has me on a roller coaster. I'm still on an Obama high, but every time the topic of Prop. 8 comes up I get so angry and so upset. I just started shaking with anger in the middle of American Lit today, and we weren't even talking about it. I've lost trust in something--I guess in my belief that when it comes down to it, people will do the right thing. I know there are bigots out there, and that so many people are openly bigoted against homosexuals... but I guess I thought that the majority would be right, or at least I was hoping so hard that that they would that I forced myself to believe it. Every time I think about it, I just want to cry. I guess there is still a chance that it will pass once the absentee ballots are counted, but that won't really change American opinion on differing sexualities, and it just hurts so much to know how people really think.
And in between of all this craziness, I've had schoolwork coming out of my ears, and books that I want to read. I'm working on Good Omens, but I had to take a break to start A Clockwork Orange for my Modern Literature class. As soon as I finish those, Rachel got me a vampire book for my birthday: Dead Until Dark. And speaking of Rachel and vampires... She just started Twilight and she admitted that she actually likes it. This is from the girl who was never, ever going to read that stupid anti-feminist sparkly-vampires book. Like I said, weirdest week ever.
I turned 21 and had an awesome weekend with my friends. And after the last couple of days, I feel like I am so much closer to Rachel. It's crazy; we can talk about almost anything, and we're just so in tune with the way the other person thinks. I was so worried that after high school graduation I would never have friends who I could be as close to as I was with The Crew, and yet I found some. We're close in different ways, which makes it better, I think. Rachel and my other college friends aren't replacements for anyone--they're just another important part of my life. Anyway, I've just been feeling really sappy and grateful for my friends lately and I feel like I have to share it with the world.
Then I made some revelations about my spiritual life and started getting back into practice, which is kind of a big deal. This ties in with why I feel closer to Rachel--we've been talking a lot about it and it's such a relief to be able to talk about crazy supernatural stuff without people being skeptical or laughing at you. She just comes right back at me with even crazier things.
I've also kind of made another revelation about myself that I don't really feel comfortable talking about right now. I should talk about it, because that might help me figure it out, but I think I'll save that one for a private journal entry until I have the answer. And then I probably still won't talk about it, because I am a coward. (I will burst out laughing if anyone from The Crew guesses what I'm talking about here--and I might even admit it).
And then there was the election, which has me on a roller coaster. I'm still on an Obama high, but every time the topic of Prop. 8 comes up I get so angry and so upset. I just started shaking with anger in the middle of American Lit today, and we weren't even talking about it. I've lost trust in something--I guess in my belief that when it comes down to it, people will do the right thing. I know there are bigots out there, and that so many people are openly bigoted against homosexuals... but I guess I thought that the majority would be right, or at least I was hoping so hard that that they would that I forced myself to believe it. Every time I think about it, I just want to cry. I guess there is still a chance that it will pass once the absentee ballots are counted, but that won't really change American opinion on differing sexualities, and it just hurts so much to know how people really think.
And in between of all this craziness, I've had schoolwork coming out of my ears, and books that I want to read. I'm working on Good Omens, but I had to take a break to start A Clockwork Orange for my Modern Literature class. As soon as I finish those, Rachel got me a vampire book for my birthday: Dead Until Dark. And speaking of Rachel and vampires... She just started Twilight and she admitted that she actually likes it. This is from the girl who was never, ever going to read that stupid anti-feminist sparkly-vampires book. Like I said, weirdest week ever.