So I'm headed to Pixar tomorrow for a kind of out-of-class field trip with my classmates. I'm pretty excited, it should be a cool experience.
Man, finals are nuts. I'm so busy, I don't have time to do or think about anything. I've been eating fast food and crap for 2 weeks now. I haven't been able to jog or work out for 2 weeks. Oh man, that sucks big ones. But soon, soon....
I'm off to bed. Stopping by William's place tomorrow morning to pick up his camera for the field trip. Then its off to meet up with friends, jump on the Bart, and take off. Nite.
12/18/2002 02:38:49 AM
Sunday, December 15, 2002
it is now 11pm, and after talking things out with Jerome, it just like opened my eyes man. I have to say this man is a total genius and poet. And pretty much exclusively because of him, I went down to talk to her. I just told her how I felt, and why I was acting wierd. I can't say what a relief it is to finally get that off my chest. Just about 2 hours earlier, I was ready to let it keep on being wierd, and never clear things up. Well, things are clearer, and it doesn't feel wierd anymore. How things will go are still in limbo, but the door is open to more hanging out and getting to know each other. We shared a smoke in the howling cold and drizzling rain outside.
Now I can get back to my finals. And finish this semester off with a bang. Where it goes from there I'm not sure, and I may be back here posting the same type of thing later. But this experience taught me the value of saying whats on my mind, and not let things just deteriorate without knowing why. And thats that.
Gad, I have such thin skin when it comes to this type of thing.
12/15/2002 11:23:47 PM
I'm feeling better. I've been listening to the Waiting to Exhale soundtrack. Hey, quit laughing, its helping. I was feeling really crappy this morning, rolling around in bed. I woke up earlier than I intended and couldn't get back to sleep, so I called my mom to get my mind off things.
By the time I got to school, I was feeling better being around other people and talking about other things. I also went out to eat with Steve about two hours ago, and I told him what was going on. I can't say how good to have someone to talk to about it. It made things alot better just knowing someone out there knows whats going on. We headed to Metreon to have dinner and we just talked about my situation, a mutual friend of ours that just broke up with his girlfriend, and Steve, who's in a relationship.
Low and behold, when Steve and I were walking back into the school building, there she was, outside smoking. I talked with her for a bit, but conversation when stale pretty quick, and she finished her cigarrette quicker than usual. Whereas normally, we'd stand out there and talk for a good 20 minutes, cold or not.
