I just saw a poster advertising something with Beau Sia at UT, and I got excited, and then I realized that it was for September 6th. Fuck, how did I miss that? Guys, I miss slam so much. Can I tell you how much I miss it? I miss it a lot ( Read more... )

What I like about college is: feeling like the entire honors quad is my own personal home and I can wander around it in my pajamas, being in the reading room and the computer lab in the middle of the night when no one else is there, the tower when it's lit up, my logic class when I understand what's going on because it's like solving a puzzle, ( Read more... )

I just went to the airport and waited with a chauffeur-style sign to meet a French fellow named Sebastien.

Elsewhere in this city, Andrew Bird has just begun to play. And I'm not there. Sad day.

Dear people of the world, I need your assistance. Should I ( Read more... )

Top five songs for feeling hopelessly nostalgic (mood, not lyrics ( Read more... )

Sample sentence from my African history reading ( Read more... )

After having a semi-meltdown and deciding conclusively that I hate everyone here, I ended up having quite a good night. Played Apples to Apples again, went to a diner with a few girls, had the first actually involving and non-awkward conversation I've managed with anyone here. I'm satisfied ( Read more... )

Things are getting good ( Read more... )

This is what has happened since I've moved in. I've walked up and down the main drag, where there is Chipotle, Which Wich, a few cute thrift stores where I bought a new bag and an Of Montreal shirt, a few places that sell bubble tea, a few vegetarian restaurants, a 24 hour diner, and a hookah bar. I've sat in the dorm lobby hoping that someone ( Read more... )

I have absolutely no idea how this meeting people/making friends thing is supposed to work.