Sometimes, when I'm procrastinating and reading old livejournal entries, I wish that I still wrote in this. (I'm just sick of reading the same old entries.) In some strange way, its more telling of changes in myself and my life to read old livejournal entries rather than actual personal pen and paper journal entries. Because livejournal entries are ( Read more... )

In 10 days, on Friday the 13th of May, I will be returning home to Newton, where I will reside for a little over three months before I return home to Wesleyan ( Read more... )

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Although New Years is a bit arbitrary and doesn't seem to have any inherent meaning, it does serve as a marker of time and how things are changing. Because New Years Eve is supposed to be "an event", I remember what I did, who I was with, where I was and what I drank from year to year. It serves as a reference point to remember what things were ( Read more... )

I'm home in Newton now until January 16th.

I'm excited to have a month to sleep and read and lounge and talk and play and eat and just be content with being content.

I don't think my immune system exists.

Also, the fall of the United States is upon us.

I honestly saw a ghost in my room last night.

And I fucking love the Violent Femmes.

I like the relationship bewteen Angela Chase and Jordan Catalano more than the relationship between Romeo and Juliet.

I'm in a perpetual state of feeling like I need to sneeze. Ugggggghhhh.

Tomorrow night we party.
(Either way we party.)