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thursday i dressed up and studied outside for hours, took the midterm, had a meeting, went to sushi with kady and sarah, joined The Reunion partay...
friday intern boy and i decorated the box office and i made brownies and we had a bon voyage party for sarah...
saturday felice alex and i piled into a car and sang our way back to the west bay. rachel felice and i wandered the crowds and (inevitably) spent hours at douce france. i skipped out to help with dinaz's birthday party (i open the door to my parents who just laugh at me. all the guests are asing my parents about how great it is to have me back and they are forced to tell them that i dropped by the house for a total of five minutes and they didn't know i'd be there.... i adore that my parents understand how my mind works, that they know tuesday is my official HomeComing and i refuse to compromise that). back to stanford, joined by nuritzi. food and conversation on university. linking arms because when else can we, n with an enormous coffee in each hand, movie picking... lounging and an impromptu safeway run in the middle of the night. scampering around, f in a blanket, me in cowboy boots (and yes sometimes i wonder who AM i?! cowboy boots jeeez who wears those)... after huge amounts of sugar i promptly fall asleep. the next morning felice and i journey home, pick up coffee, make eggs and picnic on my rooftop.
[so many thoughts about soul mates and how time doesn't matter, we find them when we do, and absolute contentness, and the hilarity of the week to come...]
that evening it looks like the Grey's Anatomy party is going to be small, a bit anti-climactic. But no, the troops slowly trickle in and before you know it our living room is filled with people, limbs everwhere, a berry cobbler is baking, the doorbell is ringing and sunday night really arrives.
now i have to leave for a meeting at the Gelateria. apparently i may get free gelato. sometimes my life is just too cool :)
friday intern boy and i decorated the box office and i made brownies and we had a bon voyage party for sarah...
saturday felice alex and i piled into a car and sang our way back to the west bay. rachel felice and i wandered the crowds and (inevitably) spent hours at douce france. i skipped out to help with dinaz's birthday party (i open the door to my parents who just laugh at me. all the guests are asing my parents about how great it is to have me back and they are forced to tell them that i dropped by the house for a total of five minutes and they didn't know i'd be there.... i adore that my parents understand how my mind works, that they know tuesday is my official HomeComing and i refuse to compromise that). back to stanford, joined by nuritzi. food and conversation on university. linking arms because when else can we, n with an enormous coffee in each hand, movie picking... lounging and an impromptu safeway run in the middle of the night. scampering around, f in a blanket, me in cowboy boots (and yes sometimes i wonder who AM i?! cowboy boots jeeez who wears those)... after huge amounts of sugar i promptly fall asleep. the next morning felice and i journey home, pick up coffee, make eggs and picnic on my rooftop.
[so many thoughts about soul mates and how time doesn't matter, we find them when we do, and absolute contentness, and the hilarity of the week to come...]
that evening it looks like the Grey's Anatomy party is going to be small, a bit anti-climactic. But no, the troops slowly trickle in and before you know it our living room is filled with people, limbs everwhere, a berry cobbler is baking, the doorbell is ringing and sunday night really arrives.
now i have to leave for a meeting at the Gelateria. apparently i may get free gelato. sometimes my life is just too cool :)