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So long, and thanks for all the fish

An interesting in between life these three months have been. Look around, particularly at the post two entries below this, and we'll begin anew.

I don't want to know hooowww much Special K I've eaten in the past three days. So delicious!

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Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her;
if you can bounce high, bounce for her too,
Till she cry “Lover, gold-hatted, high-bouncing lover,
I must have you!”

thoughts

CNN is really trashy.

Also, the Westboro Baptist Church is giving me the birthday present of an on-campus protest next week.

March > February.

sadface (that's me)

because I ate an entire anchovy pizza today... personal-size, but still 5/6 of a pizza too much.

I'm going to have to make my sleep schedule more regular. Taking naps in the middle of the day leave me feeling like I have no control over my actions.

victory!

Pushed to the brink of desperation, I have finally decided to do my laundry. As such, I've monopolized the entire Snell laundry room for my needs.

final thought for the day

Most people fit in either the category of People You Can Trust or People You Can't, but what do you do with the people who fall somewhere in between?

- There's a handful of normal kid things I kind of missed. - There's a handful of normal kid things I kind of wish I'd missed.

There's a lot of high school life that I missed out on. I don't think I ever lost any friends in bitter fallings-out (in fact I'm pretty good at keeping friends unless we simply grow apart), I was never a direct spectator in relationship drama, I only had school pride insofar as I was in the band for two years and was forced to go to football games.

Most of my life has surrounded academics, in fact. I don't mean this to say that all I ever do is study, study, study, but I've always operated under the assumption that knowledge is tantamount, and a few close friendships are all one really needs.

At least, because I'm often dissatisfied with the way things are, I've let myself believe that it was just an assumption. Maybe it is. But in another sense, it's the truth, because that's what works for me.

A lesson to be learned this quarter is that injecting yourself into someone's else's paradigm is not very conducive to happiness, although sometimes it's necessary for survival.