Bite-sized bits of thought
Well, kids, I'm certainly falling into a sort of style that inspired my title for today. There are alot of random things that all deserve mentioning, but I don't want to stay up all night typing them ;)
Ok, first. Quite a random week has passed by. And now Sam is single. Yes, our lovable scamp is out about the town. I wish him all the best, because man, he deserves it.
Secondly, I have a clone for a neighbor. Dave and Sam believe that Jame's friend Anastasia is in fact a clone of me my freshmen year, and just recently I noticed her name on the door next to mine. .. . WEEEEIIIRRRDD!! Although Dave says I look prettier now than I did then, so it's not soo weird. Although I was under the impression I have decayed somewhat with time (I found wrinkles under my eyes over the summer!!! GAAAHHH!!). But he says I'm prettier, and now I'm babbling. Sorry.
I also have developed a full-blown sniffly cold, and my voice is on the downward spiral towards the "Demi Moore" range. Which would be just fine, but I'm doing a scene tomorrow, and talking is kindof important. AND I wake up in the middle of the night with a tickly throat. I don't care for that, not at all. YUCK. Today Spencer (new AIBS President) explained he didn't get sick because he couldn't afford to. Oh yeah? well neither can I. I found the implication not funny. But that's me, taking things the wrong way. . . I am waaay too sensitive. Although I can get my back rubbed without leaping about going eeee!!! WHO AMONG YOU CAN CLAIM THE SAME?
Ok, I think I'm still alittle stoned off that 12 hour cold and sinus tablet Dave gave me.
Alrighty, what's left? OH! Current Grad school perspective: Move to University of Maine at Orono. Why?
Stephen King is alumni. . . I COULD SEE HIM IN PERSON!?
It's near Canada, and Arcadia National Park and all that good canadian stuff
it's supposedly beautiful, quiet, quaint, and friendly
Dave and I could talk with outrageous new england accents, eat lobster, go to hockey games, and get puppies and a car.
There's a really cool chick with a lab there who is interested in Marine microbiology (AND I AM TOO!)
Shouldn't get too excited yet. . . I'll probably change my mind. This time last week I was sure I wanted to move to Hawaii.
Random thought: I never realized there were people in this world who seem to genuinely ask for abuse without saying anything. I mean, how does one radiate "kick me, puch me!"? And what's more than that, it's strange how that makes you feel. I mean, if it feels satisfying, if not gleefully fun to go ahead . . . what kind of person does that make you? What is their purpose in the world?
(that's your homework for tonight, everybody).
FINALLY: everything is due on wednesday, and I'm freaking out a little. But now I should go to bed, and hope I don't wake up in the middle of the night, perched high up on my bunk bed, with an itchy throat.
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