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Oh, Madtown...
Dec. 17th, 2006 12:59 amSo I'm back in lovely Madtown and much, much happier about it than I ever suspected I'd be. I haven't seen my brother yet--or rather, I've physically seen him, but he was asleep so I haven't spoken to him yet. But it was nice to see my mother, and it's nice to be in my own room where I don't have to worry about whether or not random other people might show up in it.
And especially after how the last few weeks have been going, it's nice to hang out with friends that I know really well and that have been my friends for years and who I can be reasonably certain I will probably have almost exactly the same relationship with a month from now as I do at the moment. I really hope writing this hasn't jinxed that.
Today has been fun. Just got back from Dunkin Donuts with Lindsay; before that we'd been hanging out for several hours at Pat's with Pat and Dan. Watched Eurotrip, which was more funny and less painful than I expected. >.> Before that, had been sitting in car killing brain with heavy metal for four hours and staring out the window mindlessly, as my mother woke me up at 10h30 in the morning, and I'd gone to bed at 4 am. Soooo tired.
At 3h30 am last night as I was leaving Bullock I ran into Nato, who very seriously asked me "Do you know my name?", and this has been sitting in my head amusing me ever since. It surprised me at the time; perhaps it shouldn't have, as I'm also dreadfully surprised every time I run into him and he greets me, and at some point I should probably stop being surprised when people I've only met briefly remember me. Because it's a small school, and it happens sometimes, and I usually remember them too.
I'm drinking coffee. At two in the morning. This is fucking stupid of me.
Goodnight.
And especially after how the last few weeks have been going, it's nice to hang out with friends that I know really well and that have been my friends for years and who I can be reasonably certain I will probably have almost exactly the same relationship with a month from now as I do at the moment. I really hope writing this hasn't jinxed that.
Today has been fun. Just got back from Dunkin Donuts with Lindsay; before that we'd been hanging out for several hours at Pat's with Pat and Dan. Watched Eurotrip, which was more funny and less painful than I expected. >.> Before that, had been sitting in car killing brain with heavy metal for four hours and staring out the window mindlessly, as my mother woke me up at 10h30 in the morning, and I'd gone to bed at 4 am. Soooo tired.
At 3h30 am last night as I was leaving Bullock I ran into Nato, who very seriously asked me "Do you know my name?", and this has been sitting in my head amusing me ever since. It surprised me at the time; perhaps it shouldn't have, as I'm also dreadfully surprised every time I run into him and he greets me, and at some point I should probably stop being surprised when people I've only met briefly remember me. Because it's a small school, and it happens sometimes, and I usually remember them too.
I'm drinking coffee. At two in the morning. This is fucking stupid of me.
Goodnight.