There are time where I feel extremely lazy – especially when it’s pouring outside. Despite the fact that I procrastinated the whole day yesterday (it’s just so easy when the weather is dreary), I managed to go across the East River with Heidi, Alby, and Stefan to the Bring to Light Festival in Greenpoint, Brooklyn. The festival was supposed to start at six. But it was literally pouring outside. The walk from the L-train was very wet, but the closer we got to the event, the rain waned. Very few of the exhibits were set up when we got there so after a quick browse of the area (and a…
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Signs, Fate, Whatever You Want to Call It
I’m usually a non-believer, but I believe in signs and fate. Things happen for a reason, right? I was totally looking forward to this weekend because it really was the first time that all of us as a group went out. I had high expectations for just about everything. I think the ultimate sign that things just weren’t supposed to be is my wish necklace. I was feeling so optimistic that night that I scribbled a wish and tucked it inside the little metal egg I wear around my neck. Funny how minutes after That Moment That Will Be Repressed, I reached for my necklace only to find the egg…
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Instant Cures
Be thankful for friends. And video chat. To be honest, I don’t think I’ve ever thrown clothes on so fast just to run down the hallway to catch the quickest (not) elevator upstairs. It only took twenty-five minutes for me to be in a great mood. I was already resigned to a week of no communication. You must be psychic. Or maybe I just have really awesome friends who know how to stall you. Hah. It sounds super gross, but I don’t think sweat looked any hotter on anyone else. Just saying. My weekend plans just keep getting better and better.
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Dear Weekender
I hate how our contact is limited on Mondays through Fridays. You hole yourself up in your room. I feel unsatisfied with the quick hello’s as you pass through the hallway. Two minute conversations are insufficient. But I’m determined to stay away because I know that when the weekend rolls around, you’ll come out. Study hard, play even harder right? Counting down the days until Friday night. 🙂
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Dear Invited to Study Sesh
No seriously, I’m not one to take offense. But I freaking invited you to study with us so I can bask in your presence. WTH. What’s the point if you’re going to sit on the other side of the room because you don’t trust yourself enough not to talk. Sigh. Epic fail. You make it difficult.