||[Oct. 2nd, 2009|12:29 am]
something, even if it was crazy tiny ramblings. there's stuff going on with me, and it's important to me, but its all so dwarfed by the importance of what i was doing at camp. god's good work, i guess! but now i find myself doing much more trivial things, like ballin' out of intellectual-control in my classes, practically raising my neighbors' kids via my godesslike babysitting skills, and reading campy, delicious, engrossing, costco-books like this one:i miss writing. it doesn't even really make sense as to why i don't do it anymore. i kept a journal every day while i was at camp, and even when i was out of my mind exhausted at the end of the day sometimes, i still wrote |
i actually just finished the thousand page fucker mere hours ago. i threw my arms in the air in triumph. hauling that thing around might have herniated a disc or two. speaking of which, i am still job-less, and thus still insurance-less, but regard-less of these things, i could really do with a medical check up. i fear i may be low in calcium or iron or some such thing.
but i did finish the unbearable lightness of being a few weeks ago, as well, and my goodness.. what a book. i have the movie from netflix sitting on the washing machine outside my room but i'm putting it off, not totally sure why. i just don't want to soil what i got from the book, just yet, probably.
anyway, i'm waiting to hear back from a job that bernie's trying his hardest to get me at the district attorney's office. i talked to my grandma today, for the first time in a few weeks, and she asked me if i'd gotten it yet, all excited and what not. not only do i really need this job, i now feel like i owe it to my grandma to make her proud. i know i'll get it, and like bernie said, it's a matter of when, not if. so i guess all i have to do is be patient.
in other news, i went on a cute little awkward date with a guy from my humanities class last weekend. i think he's really sweet and interesting, but i'm not sure if there's a real connection, and if there is, if we're anywhere near on the same level in regards to it. and my goodness, he's cute.