apparently in is better than on.
The "You're Invited to Screw 10th Week" party was a total hit. Pix can be found on my facebook. It should be done every term...The rest of the night was really a blur, I think. But I know it was a really good time. There are a lot of specifics I remember quite well...and I get uneasy just thinking about them. And I wonder if I'm the only person who remembers them. There are also memories of the night in which I remember and others also remember. And, I'd like to continue that conversation, but I know now it's too late.
I went to the Peter G Christmas sing-a-long tonight. How funny is he? I'm really going to miss him. He's too damn clever. I've been giving him too much praise lately. But hey, how ballsy is saying that you often try to imagine yourself as the baby in the manger on christmas day?...Classic...and totally inappropriate hahaha. I loved it.
Bad News Jones was on campus last night, I love their music. I really do. It makes me feel refreshed and like I'm home again. It's good to let loose once in a while. Sparks was behind me and didn't even say hello. Lame. So much for that. I met a few new people this weekend, they were so amazingly nice. One of them reminded me of scott..but only because he looked at me the same way. Perhaps he looks at everyone that way though. I've become better friends with one of my friends here. I hope he doesn't like...randomly decide to transfer or something. He's really smart and I appreciate all the shit he says to me, it just makes sense. what I am saying is that he really makes me feel good about myself. This weirds me out sometimes, but it's better. it's better for me, to realize that I'm on that level and that...well...I guess that's not important right now. Some things are better left unsaid. I have more confidence than the group of people I categorize myself with. I was taught differently and I should live by that. Sometimes it's just easier to live the other way. I kind of gave up on that guy that's always going to be there for me...and yadda yadda. I don't know if he exists anymore. But when people start telling me that he will...I get nervous. Because it sounds like Home. It sounds too good to be true. And in that case, Who the hell has done this to me? I'm not saying I don't believe in love, but I am saying that it's like trying to pin down air.
I go home on Friday. Friday for Christmas. I love Christmas. I hate finals. I have a shitload of work and studying to do tomorrow, so I'm going to go to bed.
The new John Mayer cd "Try!" is really amazing. Go buy it. (Sal is awesome and already got me it for christmas- 's mah boy)
xoxo