Tear it back, tear it slow; lose yourself, lose control
Back in St Auggie. Finals are done, E-house is packed up, and I'm listening to the 10 minute loop at the end of "So long as we keep our bodies numb we'll be safe."
My room is the perfect metaphore for my life right now: disarray. You can't stop entropy so why even try?
I think it was friday...yea, friday I had lunch with my old English professor, Professor Gunshanan. That was amazing. Actually, come to think of it, friday was a good day. I woke up, ran 2.5 miles in 20 minutes, found out I earned a B in business law 2, instead of the c i thought i had, went to lunch with gunshanan, and had a surprise visitor waiting at e-house.
but back to lunch
i hadn't seen gunshanan since freshman year...which seems like eons ago. it was probably the perfect thing for me. at at moe's in honor of john baker. talked about life, and how things are going for me right now, where they are going, and why sometimes i just need to put the glass down and rest my arm. he wants me to come give guest lectures for his english classes over at daytona beach community college. i told him how i would be honored to do so. he also encouraged me to get tested for the dyslexia that i think i have. seriously, its gotten so bad the last year and a half, two years. like, i failed an easy easy stats quiz, which was all true false. but i knew the answer to every question, i just couldnt read them correctly. i talked to my stats professor about that, and he knew that i knew the materials. thankfully he drops the four lowest quiz scores.
yea, so i was moving shit from my apartment into storage with the help of c-smizzle and his dads truck, and when we come back, i see orrico half naked in the chapter room, so naturally im curious as to why, altho this is not out of the norm. as it turns out, megan drove back up from boca raton to hang out with us at e-house. that was a fun surprise for the weekend, as i put her to work and made her help me pack.
two weeks and i'll be going to four *Midtown shows...craziness. 25th-28th. st pete, ft lauderdale, orlando, jacksonville, then going to nj. then on the 31st, driving to richmond to see *M again. its probably an unhealthy obsession, but its one of the few things to make me feel good these days.
"open like the ocean, cold and numb"
so my mom is sick, but she looks aight. she keeps accusing me of being angry, either at her or life or whatever. im not angry at things...i guess still in shock. honestly, numb would be the best way to describe myself right now. i need a plan going into the summer...and i dont have much of one. my mom stressed the fact i need a job. which i do. as to where to work...thats another whole story.
well, a short update, and im back to dial-up. yet, this is when i seem to update the most, so im sure you will see me updating again soon...
"don't you cry for me, because i'm already dead"
My room is the perfect metaphore for my life right now: disarray. You can't stop entropy so why even try?
I think it was friday...yea, friday I had lunch with my old English professor, Professor Gunshanan. That was amazing. Actually, come to think of it, friday was a good day. I woke up, ran 2.5 miles in 20 minutes, found out I earned a B in business law 2, instead of the c i thought i had, went to lunch with gunshanan, and had a surprise visitor waiting at e-house.
but back to lunch
i hadn't seen gunshanan since freshman year...which seems like eons ago. it was probably the perfect thing for me. at at moe's in honor of john baker. talked about life, and how things are going for me right now, where they are going, and why sometimes i just need to put the glass down and rest my arm. he wants me to come give guest lectures for his english classes over at daytona beach community college. i told him how i would be honored to do so. he also encouraged me to get tested for the dyslexia that i think i have. seriously, its gotten so bad the last year and a half, two years. like, i failed an easy easy stats quiz, which was all true false. but i knew the answer to every question, i just couldnt read them correctly. i talked to my stats professor about that, and he knew that i knew the materials. thankfully he drops the four lowest quiz scores.
yea, so i was moving shit from my apartment into storage with the help of c-smizzle and his dads truck, and when we come back, i see orrico half naked in the chapter room, so naturally im curious as to why, altho this is not out of the norm. as it turns out, megan drove back up from boca raton to hang out with us at e-house. that was a fun surprise for the weekend, as i put her to work and made her help me pack.
two weeks and i'll be going to four *Midtown shows...craziness. 25th-28th. st pete, ft lauderdale, orlando, jacksonville, then going to nj. then on the 31st, driving to richmond to see *M again. its probably an unhealthy obsession, but its one of the few things to make me feel good these days.
"open like the ocean, cold and numb"
so my mom is sick, but she looks aight. she keeps accusing me of being angry, either at her or life or whatever. im not angry at things...i guess still in shock. honestly, numb would be the best way to describe myself right now. i need a plan going into the summer...and i dont have much of one. my mom stressed the fact i need a job. which i do. as to where to work...thats another whole story.
well, a short update, and im back to dial-up. yet, this is when i seem to update the most, so im sure you will see me updating again soon...
"don't you cry for me, because i'm already dead"