Sunday, November 29, 2009
Bunny
At home in Dallas for the night. Saw Bunny on the top of my bookcase and picked him up. Bunny and I were inseparable from before I started remembering things till longer after that than I'd care to admit. Took a second to wonder how things have gotten so complicated since losing him was the worst thing in the world and finding him again was the greatest.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Life
The past few days have been pretty representative of my life as a whole lately, for better or worse. Mostly worse, to be honest with you.
Skipped all my classes on Thursday. Classes, studying, tests, grades just aren't on my radar as much as they've been for as long as I can remember. Call it sleep deprivation, apathy, senioritis, whatever you want. I'm not failing anything, not even close, but I just can't bring myself to care like I used to. Maybe it's a good thing I'm taking a year or two off before grad school, if I even decide to take that route at all.
Got a text from my roommate Thursday night that they wanted to throw a bachelor party for one of their friends. I said it was fine with me, went home, packed a bag, and spent the night on Michael's couch. Pretty good night, too - watched Dark Knight on TV, went to Whataburger afterward. I feel like that's the kind of night I should be having a lot more often as a college senior, instead of locking myself in my room and plugging in my iPod to block out the stonerbabble from the living room. Got home Friday morning (well, afternoon) to find a hole kicked through the living room wall. About par for the course.
Friday night - found out this girl I've been talking with over the last couple weeks has a boyfriend. And this is after I spent 5 of my last 20 dine-in dollars on orange juice and soup because she was sick. That's the worst part.
Texan party Friday night was fun. Slept till three the next day. Not hungover, that's just a usual Saturday. Rest of the day--nothing exciting. Caught up with Lauren on Facebook chat and then the phone for a while. Also called Sean for the first time since he moved back to New Mexico. I didn't realize how much I'd taken hanging out with him for granted until he left. We talked for a good hour and a half while I wandered around West Campus. He's doing well enough, it seems like, so good for him. Got back to my place, tried to get together with a few different people, but no one was up for anything. I ended up going to Arab with Michael, though, which was a nice surprise. Not that I hung out with Michael, or that we went to Arab, just that plans fell into my lap for a change.
Sunday, up at 4, which is late even for me. Went to 7-11 for groceries. I need a car in the worst way. Work from 6-3. Hanging out with Stephen and Olivia on Sunday nights and the gang on Wednesday nights is starting to be the highlight of my social life, and that's really, really sad. I thought junior year was rough when everyone moved out of the dorm, but this year, everyone's moved out of Austin. Sean's in New Mexico, Danny's in Dallas, Emily's in Lubbock, Joe's in Houston, Paddy's in Florida. I mean, I saw this coming and all, but still. Too many work friends, class friends, Facebook friends. Not enough friend friends. Home at 3, couldn't sleep till 5, work at 8.
Happy Monday.
Skipped all my classes on Thursday. Classes, studying, tests, grades just aren't on my radar as much as they've been for as long as I can remember. Call it sleep deprivation, apathy, senioritis, whatever you want. I'm not failing anything, not even close, but I just can't bring myself to care like I used to. Maybe it's a good thing I'm taking a year or two off before grad school, if I even decide to take that route at all.
Got a text from my roommate Thursday night that they wanted to throw a bachelor party for one of their friends. I said it was fine with me, went home, packed a bag, and spent the night on Michael's couch. Pretty good night, too - watched Dark Knight on TV, went to Whataburger afterward. I feel like that's the kind of night I should be having a lot more often as a college senior, instead of locking myself in my room and plugging in my iPod to block out the stonerbabble from the living room. Got home Friday morning (well, afternoon) to find a hole kicked through the living room wall. About par for the course.
Friday night - found out this girl I've been talking with over the last couple weeks has a boyfriend. And this is after I spent 5 of my last 20 dine-in dollars on orange juice and soup because she was sick. That's the worst part.
Texan party Friday night was fun. Slept till three the next day. Not hungover, that's just a usual Saturday. Rest of the day--nothing exciting. Caught up with Lauren on Facebook chat and then the phone for a while. Also called Sean for the first time since he moved back to New Mexico. I didn't realize how much I'd taken hanging out with him for granted until he left. We talked for a good hour and a half while I wandered around West Campus. He's doing well enough, it seems like, so good for him. Got back to my place, tried to get together with a few different people, but no one was up for anything. I ended up going to Arab with Michael, though, which was a nice surprise. Not that I hung out with Michael, or that we went to Arab, just that plans fell into my lap for a change.
Sunday, up at 4, which is late even for me. Went to 7-11 for groceries. I need a car in the worst way. Work from 6-3. Hanging out with Stephen and Olivia on Sunday nights and the gang on Wednesday nights is starting to be the highlight of my social life, and that's really, really sad. I thought junior year was rough when everyone moved out of the dorm, but this year, everyone's moved out of Austin. Sean's in New Mexico, Danny's in Dallas, Emily's in Lubbock, Joe's in Houston, Paddy's in Florida. I mean, I saw this coming and all, but still. Too many work friends, class friends, Facebook friends. Not enough friend friends. Home at 3, couldn't sleep till 5, work at 8.
Happy Monday.
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