not if you were the last dandy on earth
It has been some time. Life update:I am Co-Coordinator/Co-President for Frogs for Fair Trade. Yay. It takes up a lot of time. But I think it's all worth it. Perhaps.
I read the "Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" yesterday. It was lovely. I enjoy my college English classes, but there are times when I remember Mrs. Langford's class and can't help but feel a pang of nostalgia. It was so. . .there are no words. It was.
I spent the majority of this weekend listening to awesome music and working on homework. I wrote a paper for my Jane Austen class. I think it is pretty awesome. I hope my professor either loves it or tears is to pieces in a helpful way. Some feedback would be nice for once.
Things are starting to pick up. Life is really busy. There is not a lot of time. It's all good though; if I'm not going a hundred miles an hour, I get bored.
"If everything seems under control, you aren't going fast enough." -Mario Andretti
I found that quote today. I like it.
This weekend/next week I will be in Southlake because my parents are going out of town. Yay for dog watching/Kyle chauffering/commuting to school! If only I didn't have two history tests and an English paper due that week. Boo hiss.
Life is generally good. Does anyone else know what I'm talking about when life is crazy and you look at your schedule and realize it's just going to get busier and crazier and you can't help but laugh manically and feel so proud of yourself for pushing everything to the limit?
I feel like that right now.
It's refreshing.
The Brian Jonestown Massacre and Belle & Sebastian make me so happy.
As do my fabulous TCU friends. We went to Jazz by the Blvd. this weekend. It was nice. We all sat there talking and then fell asleep (or almost fell asleep) lying on a blanket listening to jazz music.
My friend Leslie and I had lunch yesterday and then talked for like an hour about the most random stuff. We started talking about how when you're a school, you're doing so much stuff, pushing yourself, growing, thinking, learning, etc. but when you go to apply for a job or whatever, you can't put that down. College experiences can't be quantified, which basically makes them useless. But "useless" experiences, the ones that can't be quantified, are practically the only experiences worht having I think. How many of our accomplishments from high school are really going to stay with us? I mean, if we can put it on our resume, it generally wasn't something worth doing, other than for the purpose of our resume. Not always, but in general.
Just a thought.
Yesterday it rained and was 70 degrees. AMAZING.
I'm going to go get some Fair Trade coffee and sit outside and read before French class at 2. It's sunny and 75. I may just die of contentedness. Yay life.
posted by kellyisdelightful @ 1:11 PM
2 Comments:
nice quote. makes sense coming from a race car driver
Hi love.
I miss AP English like whoa. I was just talking to Chris about it a few nights ago.
I miss you like whoa too. You're right, we don't talk enough anymore...we should really fix it soon.
I love my crazy wife!
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