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| 05.29.05 (11:41 pm) [edit] |
Saw Star Wars today, went to the new BJ's for lunch, came home, felt nauseous from all the popcorn, and watched the movie MASH for the first time.
Well, Jeremy it seems is not going to be making his Vegas hotel reservations for during the weekend when it will be more expensive but with class I definetely won't be able to go.
Michael thinks he's going to Disneyland. For some reason, he needs to go to Disneyland during the summer, because he hasn't been in the summer since...last summer. And for some reason he thinks he's going to go to before the 17th (I don't know where he comes up with this stuff) so if that little junkit happens, I probably won't be able to go along.
But hey! I have to go to the Montery Bay Aquarium, and a boat trip on the bay.:? Maybe I can use this as leverage to get a SF Zoo pass, "But it's not like I get to go anywhere else this summer."
Man this blows. Fucking upper division General Ed. Curse whoever thought everyone needed "just one more class of world cultures/social issues/science." I've probably said it before, however, upper division GE should be an oxymoron.
I've got to keep in mind why I'm doing this. So that a year from now, it can be my (first) graduation, so that I can start living with the person that I want to live with more than any other, and so that I don't have virtually useless classes interrupting the artistic useful classes.
I think about graduating next year, and I keep needing to differentiate everything with "first." Yes, I will get a piece of paper. But right now, that's all it feels like. It doesn't feel like it counts. It's just an excuse for my parents to have a party and maybe pick up a few dollars. Perhaps I feel this way because I still look at my Radio TV Film classes as that welcome distraction change from the art classes where after they're done working you the chew you up and spit you up. Unlike over there where everyone is so laid back and seeming to have fun all the time.
And on that second point, I have decided I am frustrated with thinking about wedding shit (ie trying on dresses; I don't know what the fuck I was thinking) and not really doing anything. So I don't want to deal with that crap until it's time. Again, I'm still not clear on how we went from "A year and a third is not that long!" to "Oh, well! We've got over a year."
I remember now why I was compulsed to come down here and write, besides the notion of my school sucks.
I am sick to death of people my parents asking me, "And what is he going to do when he gets out here?" I haven't gotten it anytime in the last 48 hours. However, it seems like I get it so often that it frustrates me. The answer never changes! I don't know more about what he's going to do today than I did yesterday! Yes, these are all wonderful questions. But he can't do much until he gets his tukehs out here, which he can't do until he passes this one last little class.
Of course, my dad needs me to explain what I see the next two years of my life looking like over and over again in "Big Animal Pictures." (I should tell him when I Google searched that exact phrase, half the sites were about animal porn). I wish he would offer to help him instead of giving me the third degree constantly.
I wish my dad weren't such a hardass about us living together. That would solve the issue of who I'm going to live with next semester, and one of the aspects of the "What is he going to do when he gets out here?" question. I wish it were about 2 years from now; that much closer to the degree I actually set out to get, all the questions about "What is he going to do?" resolved (hopefully in a positive way), being held close to one of my favorite people and not having to hide it...
Shit. Damn this idle state of mind. I was so busy with stuff last semester I didn't have much time for dwelling on missing him.
Current Mood: so many moods. Nauseous, sad, bored, nervous, kinda hungry... What's on: Pretty Woman
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