The last fight was fixed from the start
why have i been so depressed lately?
maybe it's because all i can think about doing is going on a vacation.
maybe because i have a 20 pg paper and a poster looming over my head.
however, i'm pretty sure i'm just tired of people in general, including myself. it's a weird kind of tired too...i still love being around my friends, there's just something missing in it all.
my favorite part of the summer has been sitting in the middle of central park with my biology friends. nobody really saying a word. watching people on dates, watching people fighting, watching people do exactly the same thing we were doing...
so far the thing i'm looking forward to the most fall quarter is being finished with it, applications, and tests. this scares me in a way, because i've always been very excited about returning, seeing my friends, brothers, coworkers, and professors. i don't know, i hope it's just the lack of a vacation...which i'll remedy soon enough. maybe. any suggestions??
i think the only people i'm actually very excited to see are joe and greg. also my crazy roommate maria, but we hardly see each other.
this weekend was nice, except i feel like i'm officially an alcoholic.
thursday: karaoke with bio people. a girl dropped a glass near my foot. it shattered. i had 3 large chunks of glass and about 10 small pieces embedded in my foot. i was wearing sandals, btw. yeah, that kinda sucked.
friday: mike the grad student's bday party. fun time. but it's sad that pre-gaming is now about 6-7 drinks. but for the most part, everyone in our lab was there. it was nice. there are really bad pictures of me on facebook. really bad as in i'm either blinking, squinting, or the picture is blurry.
saturday: sister's birthday party in hoboken. we went to a nice mexican restaurant, had a lot of sangria and a margarita. then went to the bar/lounge called lua. it was the trendiest place i've been in my life, it was weird. i'm not sure how i feel about hanging out with 30 year olds. my brother-in-law's younger brother was the next youngest at 27. he's really cool: a high school gym teacher that rivals me in guitar hero. he kept buying coronas even though i insisted on buying the next round. after the 5th round, i finally got one for each of us. not sure if i should be proud that i drank him under the table.
it could be the alcohol that's making me depressed i suppose (long term, not now silly). it's a pretty good drug. i'd go into how it works if you want. i loved neurology.
of everything i'll miss the most about princeton, i'll miss my convenient thinking spot...right on my bed, staring out over the gym to a few of the dorms and a brand new, old looking dorm. it had lent itself to many thinking nights. i'll miss it dearly.
i need a good spot in rochester, java's isn't going to cut it anymore.
i think this is the weird part of everything. i'm not sad, just depressed. i don't know if that makes sense. so here's the plan for the next few months.
-do well in classes
-do well in research
-finish applications to schools (around 8 or 9)
-find a job
-not fail as a vice president
-not care
