NY cockroaches are nothing compared to the ones in Texas
Seriously.
Ran into Rachel today in Times Square as we made our way to the Virgin Megastore. I didn't see her and she poked me. We shared a cigarette as I marveled at her business-casual. She made fun of my I'm-walking-down-a-New York-street-and-I-mean-business face.
Two three-hour naps today. Placement test tomorrow morning. I can't sleep and need to get up early. Eh.
The kids around here are nice. I'm starting to see a couple upper-classmen appear on campus, which makes me excited for school to start Monday.
Feeling lonely in the way that you do when you start college... surrounded by nice, new people who keep up a good conversation but really know nothing about you. Accessibility to the people I already know here has been universally much more limited than expected. To say that that hasn't been difficult and disappointing would be a lie, but ultimately, it's an opportunity- an even *cleaner* slate to draw on while I move my way through art school. I've always adapted just fine, and I will here too.
Now to throw that out the window: Sarah said she and Chris will be here in September. Christ, I can't wait.
Bed now? More wandering?
Ran into Rachel today in Times Square as we made our way to the Virgin Megastore. I didn't see her and she poked me. We shared a cigarette as I marveled at her business-casual. She made fun of my I'm-walking-down-a-New York-street-and-I-mean-business face.
Two three-hour naps today. Placement test tomorrow morning. I can't sleep and need to get up early. Eh.
The kids around here are nice. I'm starting to see a couple upper-classmen appear on campus, which makes me excited for school to start Monday.
Feeling lonely in the way that you do when you start college... surrounded by nice, new people who keep up a good conversation but really know nothing about you. Accessibility to the people I already know here has been universally much more limited than expected. To say that that hasn't been difficult and disappointing would be a lie, but ultimately, it's an opportunity- an even *cleaner* slate to draw on while I move my way through art school. I've always adapted just fine, and I will here too.
Now to throw that out the window: Sarah said she and Chris will be here in September. Christ, I can't wait.
Bed now? More wandering?