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I just realised how disconnected I am from everyone from high school. Whose fault that is, I have no idea. However, if one remembers and really studies how I was (physically and personality wise) in high school, it’s no wonder that I only talk to two, maybe three people from high school. That’s okay, I’m fine with that. A bit saddened, but fine.

I was home for four days and did not see anyone beyond my immediate family (well, and Alex and Becky, but they’re around so much that I consider them immediate family). And so, since I have more work to do than who knows what, and because I had no point in being in Rochester because there is absolutely no one but my family (who rock, don’t get me wrong) to hang out with, I came back to Binghamton and my cozy Holiday room. I mean, Tricia is in London (she’s officially engaged by the way, which makes me extremely happy–Olivier is a fantastic guy who really knows how to propose! Congratulations again!), Laura and Candace are in school, and Marsha decided to stay in good ol’ Holiday for break.

I wish I had stayed in better contact with everyone, and I wish I would of visited school on Monday. I miss the teachers–they were some of my best friends in high school. I will just have to go back at some point and say hi to them. But then again, as much as I wish I still had my high school friends, I have two great groups of friends who I wouldn’t give up for the world. And that makes up for my social awkwardness and bangs in high school. (I blame my social awkwardness on my bangs–there is a direct correlation between my growing out my bangs and my establishing good relationships, especially dating relationships). It’s funny–people here usually don’t believe that I was an extreme pudgy geek in high school. I have to drag out pictures to convince them. They also don’t believe I hadn’t had a date until spring semester freshman year. Then I drag out the pictures again. I was, as Caitlin, Tracy, and I used to put it, “a super geek, super geek, I’m super geeky now!”

Well enough about my “phase”. Like in my favourite movie: “Well, I was kind of going through a phase until…right now. I was frump girl.”

“I don’t remember frump girl, but I remember you.”

Sigh…it scares me how I can recite lines upon lines from that movie. I did get my mother saying the “bi-a, bi-op-bi-a, bi-bobsy, bi-bopsy” line though. And I must say, as much as I found that scene with the bundt cake funny before watching it with Matt, Marsha, Dan and Steve, I now have a serious laughing fit when I watch it. “It’s a cake!”

Okay, I need to make the rest of my study sheets for Carolingians…they look awful nice so far. I refuse to sleep until they are done.

I promise to update this more often. I promise! (even if the only person who reads this is Megan)

Music: Cell Block Tango and Hot Honey Rag/Nowadays from the Chicago movie soundtrack

I’m been told I’m a workaholic. I may be, but really, it’s not that bad. I mean, look at today…

A day in the life of me:

8am–Alarm goes off, and I think about not going to Ancient Law, and then I remember that it’s Kadish, and he’s my favourite, so I have to go. I take a shower, get dressed, check my e-mail.

9:05–Head outside with Regina to catch the bus over to campus.

9:20–Get on campus and head on over to Financial Aid to pick up a scholarship application. Go to class.

10:40-11:50–Go to the library. Check e-mail again. Copy reserve reading. Pay phone bill. Go to Career Developement Center. Get part of my lunch.

11:50-3–At the store, where I do my reading for Carolingians, call the future AD of Moutainview, organize DTC stuff, work on the night’s e-board agenda, start filling out that scholarship application, and work on my internship applications. Warned by boss not to accept any job I get offered by Late Nite, because apparently they wanted to offer me a position. Wiether they do or not remains to be seen.

3:15–Clock out and head for the shuttle. I love the shuttle. Other dorms have two lounges, a rec lounge and a study lounge. Here in Holiday we have a study lounge and the shuttle. The shuttle is where you socialize and also where you get to know each other intimately, since there is often too many of us stuffed into that little van.

3:40–Back in the room, where I make flyers (since I am working towards my honorary degree in flyerism and flyer studies), pay bills, do semi-formal stuff, check and respond to e-mail for the third time, and continue my massive amount of reading for Culture of Modernism. Oh, and talk to Megan.

6–Make dinner, which consists of bad Matzo Ball Soup from a can. I do not reccomend it. I keep reading

7:40–Head for the shuttle to go to DTC E-board.

8-9:30–DTC E-board

9:30–Back in the room, I try to follow up everything we’ve discussed in the meeting.

10:30–Seriously procrasinating by writing this.

So all in all, this was an easy day. I spent four hours in my room, which is pretty good. See, it’s not that hard–it’s the frustration that does you in. Once you get that to a tolerable level, you’ll be fine.

Yeah, I don’t reccomend the soup. It was bad. I had to eat a spoonful of peanut butter to get rid of the taste. It was horrid.

Okay, I will do my reading now.

(Am I still doing well, Megan?)

So Megan IMs me this evening and says, “You know what I love? Live Journals and blogs.” I, being the noisy girl that I am, asks her who she knows who has one. Turns out that she’s been reading Martha Hoffman’s blog, which has a link to her brother Ross’ blog, who has a link to Jesse Beller’s Live Journal…it’s like a big SOTA reunion! So if it’s good enough for Ross and Jesse, it’s good enough for me. Except I’m no where as interesting as they are. In fact, I am rather “toast”, as they would say in My Big Fat Greek Wedding. “Asceno with a toast family!” (I’m more than likely spelling that completely wrong, and I apologize to anyone who knows Greek.)

Along those lines, Regina and I were contented with the premiere of “My Big Fat Greek Life” last night. Not the best television show in the world, but it definitely beats out plenty of other stuff that is on the air these days. I kept having a major problem with the Toula character now being called Nia, and the fact that the husband is working on his dissertation. Continuation people! Don’t change things up on me like that!

Oh, and I notice that people always note what they are listening to when they are writing an entry on these things, so I will do that as well. I am listening to “Hunter” by Dido, because that song, along with Marcy Playground’s “Sex and Candy”, will be the Mountainview theme songs for next year (the two buildings are Hunter and Marcy, in case you didn’t know). So we go from “Holiday” by Madonna to one of those two songs. Trust me, fun times will be had by all next year.

Okay, this Blog stinks. Trust me, I’ll try to be less toast in the future.

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