My last day in Portland is Saturday. I'm taking a trip to MA to visit some folks. It'll probably just be me and my father, and I like that, it'll be fun to see his family (also my only family I have now), give them their over-due christmas presents, and talk talk talk. It's wonderful, around those three people I can just be myself and they don't ( Read more... )

Fighting about schedules. My mom thinks that I quit my job to spite her. I didn't quit my job. I don't always know how these petty fights begin but they seem to follow me everywhere. Each location in Portland has the faces of people I fought with and people that were my closest friends. Now the arguments are silent remarks on the faces of those ( Read more... )

New year's eve was outragous ( Read more... )

It pauses between sentences ( Read more... )

I know you like ( Read more... )

Cigarettes ( Read more... )

The finals are over and my god I feel different and the same all at once. It's a bitter sweet end to a great biology class. I mean, I'm happy to move on to different classes, but it's hard to realize I won't be doing any more of those labs or staying up all night studying or learning about neanderthals. Sure I now am able to go out and learn a lot ( Read more... )

This is an interesting month of the year. December. It is upon me in Vermont. Snow and warmth. I have a paper to write, I also need to go shopping for a black dress. I have a date. It's formal. I need something other than jeans. I also have to begin studying, really, truly, studying for my up-coming final in evolutinary bio. It's going to be huge ( Read more... )

I chose the right major for myself. But I chose the worst school.

Back in Portland...