November 11, 2005 - 3:45 p.m.
<I like shitty apartments! I'll say it!
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I sat down and worked out all the credits I still need the other day. If I take 12 hours this summer, and 18 hours this spring, next fall, and next spring, I will be able to graduate on time with a BA in Communications, and 3 minors: Psychology, Latin, and English.
I'm meeting with my professor on Monday. I want to get an internship over the summer at a magazine called
Southern Gaming, and I want him to look over my resume. That way, if he sees a big disparity, I still have a while to do volunteer work, get a second job, get involved in a campus organization, etc. to beef it up before I start sending out my resume this summer. And I'm pretty excited about that. But what I'm not excited about, is the fact that I only have about a year and a half left before I graduate. Until most of my friends graduate (the ones that haven't already). That really depresses me. I love college life. I love this stage of my life. I love living in crappy apartments, with hand-me-down furniture, and eating ramen noodles together. I love stupid jobs and partying and cold pizza. I think I like this stage because I know that in a couple years, having shitty houses isn't going to work anymore. We're actually going to care. I like being able to go over to someone's place in my pajamas and not care that there's a hole busted through the door and the toilet doesn't work correctly. I like just going over there, and them being there is enough.
Last night I went to Ramsey's house. It's by far my most favorite place in the world. I love Sean and Matthew, I adore Gil. When we're all hanging out together, I don't want to be anywhere else.
After Ramsey went to sleep, I sat up on Matthew's bed with him. He read, and I crocheted, and we talked. Mostly about music, or books, of which I'd mostly never heard. But I still like listening to him talk, keeping warm with the covers in the middle of the night with someone I love.
Ramsey has the snuggliest cover ever, which he busted out last night because it got cold. He woke up this morning and went on a few errands, and came back with doughnuts for me. We snuggled in bed and ate doughnuts and hated the coming of the day.
What a wonderful place
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