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i need to learn to be a better friend.
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I HATE SHOPPING PERIOD
It is, of course, better than the alternative, but I have never shopped so many classes and been so dissatisfied. Part of this might be because after 7 semesters, I've taken a lot of what interests me. Part of this might be because I'm finally intelligent enough to spot less-than-intelligent professors. Part of it might be I'm still looking for ( Read more... ) -
This may have something to do with the fact that I am at the airport at 5:30AM.
Ready to begin my stint of interviews. I cannot imagine how other people manage to sustain any more than 5 or so interviews while going to school. It gets tiring enough for me with ONE. But I'm off to Texas, where it is 77 degrees (Fahrenheit), if not a bit rainy. I'm surprised at the number of other people at the airport this early. Like, ( Read more... ) -
Things are well.
I have no idea who reads this anymore, but things are well in my world. It freaks me out a bit that the next semester is my last semester at Yale, but at the same time, I feel like it's time. I feel like past generations of jaded seniors who I never thought I'd become. And I'm slowly checking things off my list - senior events, becoming closer ( Read more... ) -
Happy :)
Things are good. I feel like I cheated the system or something, to be happy at this time of year. This stressful half-finals, before-Thanksgiving time of year. But I'm happy. I almost feel guilty for being happy. So I avoid the library. And Bethie. Definitely Bethie...
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Awake on a Sunday Morning
Last night, I went to the Fall Show (comedy routine). I'm not all that sure I like the environment of being an audience expecting to be entertained by someone on stage forced to make jokes. I don't know, it seems like a very weird dynamic to me. Anyway, then I spent 2 hours making grilled cheese sandwiches for Davenport freshmen. It was ( Read more... ) -
So it's been a long time
I used to write in this every day. Everyday I would write some kind of nonsense about what I had done - silly trivial things that went on some kind of neverending loop. It was very simple, my life's always been quite uncomplicated. But now I don't write at all. Because everything still seems trivial.
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i need to stop seeing the world as a series of sacrifices for some larger purpose. we just live in such a goal-oriented society, though... it's like you have to know what you want and be willing to work for it. even if it's spending time with your family, or buying a new house, or anything. it doesn't have to be career-oriented. but things don' ( Read more... ) -
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heading back up to new haven tomorrow. three more weeks of research, then school begins in full force. not entirely sure i got out of this week all that i wanted, but at least my primary medical school application got processed and it is one less thing to worry about. that's all this ever seems, a countdown of things to worry about. and at the ( Read more... )