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| ...for several reasons.
Today a short list of events made me realize a lot of things.
First event: A choice encounter (and bad decision on my part) via text message, reminded me of what an idiotic, naive 15 year old I was. A certain badminton coach from high school and I got to talking, and wow, I see now why he had to go for 15-year-olds. I suppose in a lot of aspects, I'm much more mature than I was in high school, but the fact that I don't even realize I'm growing up scares me.
Second event: I realized just today, while I was waiting to "accidentally" bump into Lucas (yes, THE lucas...now ex-lucas) that there is just no use in crying over spilled milk. While I was standing in front of the building I knew he would be walking into, I saw the two possibilities for the situation: option 1) continue to cry, mope, sulk, connive, seduce, "accidentally" bump into--aka stalk, etc. til I got my way, or option 2) accept that I've got a lot more to offer, learn from the "spilled milk", and move the fuck on. I think I get a pat on the back for this one. I'm definitely getting older.
And today's third event... on my way back to my dorm from a review session (ugh, even finals make me feel old) I watched 2 young boys playing hide and seek with an older sister (or aunt, or young mother) and I could honestly feel the thrill passing through them as they hid behind a bush, waiting to run... or waiting to be found. It was amazing, I felt like playing with them! Then I wondered when the last time I played hide and seek was, and I got sad. Its been about 10 or so years.
For all this, I feel old. Just the little things that I happened to pay more attention to today... I'm old.
I'm not counting years either... (if i were, i'd be relatively young)
you get my point right?
i'm. just. old.
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| This quarter I'm enrolled in a history of religions class taught by the world renowned Prof. Bartchy. I must say, this guy is amazing to the infinite degree. I've only had like 5 lectures with him and already I feel like a smarter person. He has such a keen way of teaching without letting you know you're learning. You know, its the kind of lecture where you feel like your listening in on someone else's conversation, and the longer you listen, the more intrigued you become. Yep, he's one of those lecturers. It's gonna be a great quarter. I'm also taking a film and music class this quarter to knock out another ge. The professor isn't as exciting as Bartchy and I actually tend to fall asleep in lecture every tuesday and thursday, but we have weekly monday night movie screenings that are pretty kewl. I just watched the original 1933 King Kong. As corny as the special effects were, it was bery bery interesting to watch the progression of the film industry from then to now. Anyway. All other aspects of life have been quite dandy if I do say so myself. Though, I do have a rather annoying habit of getting tickets. ugh. Yes well, that's just the way the cookie crumbles. OH. goodness. I have a funny story about cookies crumbling. So, last weekend, it was our (and by 'our' I mean my roommate ada, my boyfriend Lucas and Lucas' roommate nate) friend Kevin's birthday. We started out the day by having a nice late brunch, after sleeping off hangovers from the night of before, then went shopping at the Beverly Center. By the time we got back, we were all set on watching The Descent. Now, if you've never heard of it, its about these friends who encounter creepy hybrid human-bat monsters in undiscovered caves. Anyway, a some of us thought it would intensify the scary experience to have a few shots of goldshlagger before watching. Since it was kevin's 19th birthday, we made him take a shot with each of us then take a few more by himself. By the time we had everything set up Kevin was too drunk to watch the movie, and he passed out on my bed. Then by the time we realized he was gone, we thought, hmm. we should definitely feed him something and i just happened to have cookies in my drawer. so we woke him up, gave him a cookie, he took a bite, then passed out again. we forgot about him and continued to watch the movie. An hour later, we were all tired, and Ada and I decided to make up a bed for kevin on the floor so he wouldn't have to walk back to his dorm drunk. When it came time to move him to the floor, there was cookie every-freaking-where. like. wtf. on myyyyy bed. if you're not laughing right now i think this might have been one of those you-had-to-be-there kind of stories. ...because it was pretty damn funny. the end. | | |
| to me! i've had this xanga a long time. as tradition, i re-read my old posts. damn. that is all. | | |
| Since i've been home, i've been informed that at least 5 girls from my senior class have gotten pregnant or have already had babies. OH OH and get this. Britney Spears is pregnant AGAIN.
but wait. that's not the craziest part. HER SISTER, Jamie Lynn Spears, is also pregnant. 12 freaking weeks.
might I add that she is 16 years old. oh yeah. and i hear jessica alba is preggers too. no seriously. what IS this madness? | | |
| was an important day. sigh. | | |
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