Archive for May, 2003

i am back to save the universe

Wednesday, May 28th, 2003

yes i have decided that i am now homeless. i don’t know where it is, so i will just pretend it does not exist. it probably doesn’t. my life is a jumble now anyway, in a time of transition. some people feel that they have two homes, they feel different at school than at home. but i just feel the same either way. confused. sometimes i do not understand the concept of home, but sometimes i miss it like crazy. but it’s all changing so quickly. soon i will make my own home. in a way, i already am. there is no place like home. literally. there is no home. not right now, anyway.

where was i the past six days? packing my ass off. and chicago. i am now in the new flat. whoopee! all by myself though, but not lonely–i enjoy the quiet. and the rain. although i want it to end so i can go running and work out and be happy. i think chicago will make me gain weight, because family has this tendency to shove food down your throat. (in a nice way, of course)

i have realised that one of my problems is that i know where i want to be but not what i want to be. my grades are a lot better this term. they could still be better–especially if i was a biology major only–but even then, the eecs classes are not impossible, i could be working harder. but that is not the point. what do i want to do? and who says i will get to go where i want to? i think part of the problem is a fear of loneliness. and a lack of confidence.

speaking of loneliness, i am not going to be on aol instant messenger all summer. haha. i win. i will be more productive now!

since i haven’t written in a while i feel like i have a lot to think about. i think i will clean the apartment now.

respite

Thursday, May 22nd, 2003

half of me wants to be lazy, because i am still slightly sick and wrecked from finals. but the other half of me which wants to get the hell out of here and into his flat over at harvard business school.

i know which side is winning.

as much as i would

Wednesday, May 21st, 2003

as much as i would like to blame my poor cell biology performance this afternoon on sickness, it’s partly my fault too–i could have seen a dean, or worked harder, or gone to class more, or taken notes. ah, whatever. at least the test gets dropped.

my mother used to get really mad at me for all my excuses. so no excuses this time. tomorrow, no excuse will do at all. especially when it counts for so much.

i grow weary, but i’m almost there. it’s all about living with the consequences of your actions.