It's been a while.
One of the biggest laughs I've had in a while.
Last night at Meredith's apartment while watching "Aladdin," Saloni, Pete, Ethan, and I were discussing 3FEOU business when suddenly Bob and Josh announce that since sophomore year, they (plus Jackie Kelly and Meredith) have had a secret a capella group. The name?
"SUCKS FOR ALL OF YOU."
Brilliant. Absolutely fucking brilliant--I think that is so funny. Sucks for All of You. Three for Each of Us. Same difference. :-)
Speaking of last night, it was nice to hang out with people I talk to a lot in school but don't generally "chill" with. Also, spending more quality time with my favorite Princetonian was SO mindnumbingly wonderful. And watching Pete send off his application to MIT just made me step back awestruck. M I fucking T. I mean, I think applying to Yale is scary, but MIT? Hot diggity damn. Saloni and I were talking last night and we are so lucky to go to school with ridiculously brilliant people--in all fields. That's one thing I'm REALLY going to miss about Milton--the knowledge that with the exception of a few, nearly everyone I come into contact with has something really special about them. I'm going to stop before I begin an "I Love Milton" speech...
...Because at the moment, I do not love Milton. This workload is unbelievably ridiculous. Seriously. I've been sitting at my computer since noon supposedly writing two papers, but I've come up with 250 words of ONE OF THEM. The bitch is that I have ALL the ideas I need and everything floating around my head but I have this horrible procrastinatory thing going on where I just resist articulating them or spilling them out on the paper. WHY? WHY? WHY? I need to write NOW. Right now. Har de har har. I do love my friends though--on Halloween, Jodi and I drove home from school before the Faulkner Open House and as we're going down Woodward, we see this big ass Haunted House and keep driving...until I like slam on the brakes, pull over on a side street and announce to Jodes that we are indeed going to the Haunted House (as per her request when we first drove by). No, we couldn't figure out how to get in and it was rather un-scary but it was fucking adorable and the little kids in their costumes were hysterical.
Oh Halloween. Both of us were like...damn I want to go trick-or-treating. Actually, I kind of did. And by "kind of did," I mean I PIGGED OUT on all the shit we had around my house and the loot my sister brought back from her own little excursion. And now...I'm working. I have officially applied to Yale. I am a senior. I have too much work. But, I'm in kind of a good mood. It's bizarre because I should be stressed out of my mind and while I am, I'm definitely not acting it lol. Jore girls, thank you for writing--your entries keep me entertained immensely. And Hannah, as I told you in our IM conversation, you absolutely made the right decision. Come April when you have 192249023 acceptance letters from the top places in the world, you will be a very happy nature chick.
Back to work I go.
Scotty
Last night at Meredith's apartment while watching "Aladdin," Saloni, Pete, Ethan, and I were discussing 3FEOU business when suddenly Bob and Josh announce that since sophomore year, they (plus Jackie Kelly and Meredith) have had a secret a capella group. The name?
"SUCKS FOR ALL OF YOU."
Brilliant. Absolutely fucking brilliant--I think that is so funny. Sucks for All of You. Three for Each of Us. Same difference. :-)
Speaking of last night, it was nice to hang out with people I talk to a lot in school but don't generally "chill" with. Also, spending more quality time with my favorite Princetonian was SO mindnumbingly wonderful. And watching Pete send off his application to MIT just made me step back awestruck. M I fucking T. I mean, I think applying to Yale is scary, but MIT? Hot diggity damn. Saloni and I were talking last night and we are so lucky to go to school with ridiculously brilliant people--in all fields. That's one thing I'm REALLY going to miss about Milton--the knowledge that with the exception of a few, nearly everyone I come into contact with has something really special about them. I'm going to stop before I begin an "I Love Milton" speech...
...Because at the moment, I do not love Milton. This workload is unbelievably ridiculous. Seriously. I've been sitting at my computer since noon supposedly writing two papers, but I've come up with 250 words of ONE OF THEM. The bitch is that I have ALL the ideas I need and everything floating around my head but I have this horrible procrastinatory thing going on where I just resist articulating them or spilling them out on the paper. WHY? WHY? WHY? I need to write NOW. Right now. Har de har har. I do love my friends though--on Halloween, Jodi and I drove home from school before the Faulkner Open House and as we're going down Woodward, we see this big ass Haunted House and keep driving...until I like slam on the brakes, pull over on a side street and announce to Jodes that we are indeed going to the Haunted House (as per her request when we first drove by). No, we couldn't figure out how to get in and it was rather un-scary but it was fucking adorable and the little kids in their costumes were hysterical.
Oh Halloween. Both of us were like...damn I want to go trick-or-treating. Actually, I kind of did. And by "kind of did," I mean I PIGGED OUT on all the shit we had around my house and the loot my sister brought back from her own little excursion. And now...I'm working. I have officially applied to Yale. I am a senior. I have too much work. But, I'm in kind of a good mood. It's bizarre because I should be stressed out of my mind and while I am, I'm definitely not acting it lol. Jore girls, thank you for writing--your entries keep me entertained immensely. And Hannah, as I told you in our IM conversation, you absolutely made the right decision. Come April when you have 192249023 acceptance letters from the top places in the world, you will be a very happy nature chick.
Back to work I go.
Scotty