May 02, 2006

you can be the sleeping cure/and i'll memorize subversive literature

things i love:
crabtree and evelyn La Source hand therapy cream
matthew good, especially the older stuff
"Amaretto Style" liquor, available for purchase from the corner store
St Ives apricot facial scrub
my new giant brown tote from Aldo
flip flops
white eyelet skirts
wooden bracelets
blowing bubbles on E's front porch on sunny afternoons
The Tao of Pooh
gmail
being able to wear my new year's dress again to grad ball
fresh highlights
hand-me-down vintage heels from my mom
music that makes you want to get up and dance
playing with makeup
goofy pictures
celebrity gossip websites
getting to know new people
sunshine and big sunglasses


there are parts of graduating that are really weird. mostly the part where you don't actually feel like you're graduating, and thus don't feel like your goodbyes are actually real. even worse, there's some people that you don't get the chance to see one last time, and it doesn't really sink in that you aren't going to see them ever again. i'll go through the grad ball, and grad ceremony with the expectation that i'll be here again next year, and it won't really sink in until September comes around and i realize that i won't be back.

so the walls are getting barer, and one of my roommates has already moved out, but it's like my brain is in denial. the fact that i haven't started looking for jobs doesn't help much. right now my concerns are getting through War and Peace and having my sprained foot heal so i can go do some Bikram yoga. oh, and ignoring the giant pile of laundry currently sitting on my floor. and having lunch with people to say goodbye and then flippantly insisting that i'll see them again sometime.