Quixote

The Incredible Yes
2002-05-08 02:01:59 (UTC)

many moons

for the last two years i have lived in the same room at
school, and in 5 days it is all over. i move out. 610
Beacon, room 217B, will be home sweet home to some other
poor soul, and it will witness their trials and tribulations
with the same dispassion and radiator-leakage that it has
shown me.

naturally, i will miss this place, but somehow it seems like
a very good idea that i start again, fresh, in a new
setting. when i came back to BU last fall i was afraid,
worried that i would sink into the same funk that consumed
me the year before, and being able to return to a familiar
room gave me some comfort. now i am mostly just worried
that if i dont keep moving i wont be able to hold on to all
the things i have built in the last 9 months. i need to be
shaken a couple of times.

this summer is going to be an experience, and god only knows
what it is going to do to me. i only hope that the me who
comes out at the end of the vacation is as cool as the one
that i started with...we'll see.

i have such teeth these days. i feel like life tried to get
to me, and i just whipped around, sunk in my canines, and
started CHEWING. i am ready to take some hurt now. hell, i
NEED it. gonna get soft in my old age if i don't watch out.
maybe i should start sleeping in battle armor; i heard from
one of my history-major buds that kings of olde used to do
that so they wouldn't lose their edge.

oh yeah, plus there's that whole "my finals start tomorrow"
thing, but frankly i think you are probably even less
interested in hearing about that than i am in telling it.

stay loose
HERE FOR NOW




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