excited. i'm going home today, after my final final. i want my parents to be safe on the road. i worry. so much.
grandpa said he'd like me to go with him to the shelter when he gets a kitten. :D
my cats apparently have been nesting in my sheets. it turns out i am slightly allergic to them (! something i didn't know until i started living away from them, and then came back to visit), so mom washes everything meticulously. but i don't really mind sneezing all the time and having my eyes tear up while i'm there. i'm just happy to have them with me when i sleep.
i miss comfort, sometimes. almost all of the time.
i want to be in a book with a name artemis, but i am not good.
the man who insists i take rice milk for free worked at the university pizzeria last night. um, i now have three pizzas he insisted i take for free (eek), but i can't possibly eat that by the end of the day. oh. hm.
i somehow have to spend 2 meal blocks and $20 of dining money by the end of today as well. erm.
i want to say many little inconsequential things, but i'm not even sure how.
i do want to be bryce's friend. there are amazing people; i never get over that little aspect of being alive.
i'm still swooning over mary timony. hopefully it's just a permanent ailment. ; )
i'm too messy in every way to ever be of the minimalist school of thought. emotionally especially.
i am not "clean." in any manner of speaking.
i owe many people letters.
and i hope holly is alright.
i hope everybody is alright, even when i know that's not the case.
i want to find my cindy sherman essays after talking with justin briefly about her. i think i have missed her too much.
while i'm home i have to decide what the hell i'm going to do concerning therapy...i haven't been in a while. i need to take a break; my last therapist, who i actually liked quite a lot, even said i'd been working a lot on those sorts of things and could stand to take a break from the "soul-searching" (smile). we'll figure it out, i guess.
i'm sad this morning because i remember that i'm more effective at hurting people than i ever want to be.
that's it, more later
grandpa said he'd like me to go with him to the shelter when he gets a kitten. :D
my cats apparently have been nesting in my sheets. it turns out i am slightly allergic to them (! something i didn't know until i started living away from them, and then came back to visit), so mom washes everything meticulously. but i don't really mind sneezing all the time and having my eyes tear up while i'm there. i'm just happy to have them with me when i sleep.
i miss comfort, sometimes. almost all of the time.
i want to be in a book with a name artemis, but i am not good.
the man who insists i take rice milk for free worked at the university pizzeria last night. um, i now have three pizzas he insisted i take for free (eek), but i can't possibly eat that by the end of the day. oh. hm.
i somehow have to spend 2 meal blocks and $20 of dining money by the end of today as well. erm.
i want to say many little inconsequential things, but i'm not even sure how.
i do want to be bryce's friend. there are amazing people; i never get over that little aspect of being alive.
i'm still swooning over mary timony. hopefully it's just a permanent ailment. ; )
i'm too messy in every way to ever be of the minimalist school of thought. emotionally especially.
i am not "clean." in any manner of speaking.
i owe many people letters.
and i hope holly is alright.
i hope everybody is alright, even when i know that's not the case.
i want to find my cindy sherman essays after talking with justin briefly about her. i think i have missed her too much.
while i'm home i have to decide what the hell i'm going to do concerning therapy...i haven't been in a while. i need to take a break; my last therapist, who i actually liked quite a lot, even said i'd been working a lot on those sorts of things and could stand to take a break from the "soul-searching" (smile). we'll figure it out, i guess.
i'm sad this morning because i remember that i'm more effective at hurting people than i ever want to be.
that's it, more later