Feb 18, 2008

A House Somewhere, On Foreign Soil...

Today was very, very long. It was beautiful outside, though. My writing class was frustrating yet inspiring, as usual. I never write particularly well, but I enjoy the class for the mental stimulation it gives me. Then I went to super 5-hour Time Arts class, where we performed scores all day, which was awesome. I thought about starting/being in an arts collective again. Let's do it.

On a self-pitying note, I'm still having troubles adjusting to being here. I'm just not particularly happy yet, which is silly because there's no reason to be depressed. I'm just lonely, I guess. Oh well. I won't really be here very long; which is actually kind of a shame because the school is just so fucking cool.

This evening I found out that my friend Tana got pneumonia over the weekend and has been in the hospital. Poor baby!! I think she's okay and I'm really glad for that, but on the selfish side she's in my group for a natural science project that she has most of the research for. AAHH! Due on Wednesday! I think it'll be okay; tomorrow Elliot and I will sort it out and make a supremely excellent presentation. It's not a hard project, really. I just keep freaking out about everything and nothing.

The Weekend: mostly I just wandered around, or sat around. I felt strange and vague and lost, so I didn't accomplish very much. Vday eve was nice; there was dancin' and talkin'. I spent a lot of money on groceries.

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