Then the professor starts to speak and I realize that this course I had been dreading as tedious is going freaking awesome! It'll be a lot of work, and I'll likely be bitching about it in a couple of weeks, but I could just love this woman. Oddly enough all of my profs are from CA. They went to USC, UCSD, and UCSC. Finally, some one to share my joys over the Banana Slugs! Yay! Ok, that's enough of a pro-California sidebar. Yes, we're over represented at Elliott. No, I certainly don't mind. Either way, she seems interesting and fun, and as though she has the power to make history seem entirely relevant, which isn't always true of history professors.
So now it's Friday. Wednesday was drinks w/ CRF and dinner for Wilson's birthday. Thursday was an ultra-packed bar and gay coffee shop. Tonight will be partying in Columbia Heights with the Elliott crew. Tomorrow is likely Georgetown with Frank and his buddies. Sunday is Beyond the Sea with Darren. Um...yes...I swear I'm finding time for homework. It's odd to be this busy and social but still feel so sad. There has to be some remedy, and I'm assuming that it has to be internal. I just don't feel like I have anyone to hash things out with at the moment. How did end up with so many good friends, but no one I can really talk to?
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