Aaaand ten months later I resurface, relatively unscathed, having survived a year living in very close proximity to people my own age in mostly sanitary conditions (the snowman in the bathtub was dubious, but nevermind ( Read more... )

although it appears to be about 6 months since I did anything with this, reading my previous entry, I realize quite a lot is the same--namely, I will be gone in less than a week (although it is only 5 days this time) and I cut my hair again because I was bored. However, this time I am going to the Frozen North instead of the Wet North so I suppose ( Read more... )

Recovering from being comatose and on my back for the past 36 hours---inconveniently placed over a concert night, but not so inconveniently placed that it prevents me from fleeing the country (the mantra of 6days6days has burned itself into my brain ( Read more... )

First wave of the familial invasion starts tommorrow, instead of Tuesday, so the house can be classified as a massive mess. Instead of being productive, I sat in my room and wrote a horrible paper on "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" and read more T.S. Eliot than was probably healthy ( Read more... )

Saturday I felt like a drag queen version of elsa schiaparelli ( Read more... )

( pointless paranoia, anyone? )

my mother today at dinner: "if airfare is this cheap, it would be no problem getting you home if we still lived here while you went to the University of Chicago."

despite the two huge ifs in that statement, the fact that the possibility of me in Chicago next year hasn't been totally ruled out just made me that much happier.

eeeee.

Further proof that I've become too institutioalized for my own good: today I signed a totally non-school related paper with my name and my student ID. I turned it in and was surprised when they asked me what the numbers meant ( Read more... )

I've started driving a lot again--seven hours here, seven hours back tommorrow. Then in two weeks, another round of it in another direction. Minnesota is overcast and slightly cold, and I saw Carleton, as well as talk to thousands of Speech Kids who were there too. Are they EVERYWHERE ( Read more... )

Today I was reminded, brutally, of why I want to leave high school. Now.

However, something brightened up my day considerably:


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