orientation.

well, i'm officially a redhawk.
campus card, class schedule, t-shirt, and all.
it already felt like home.
coming back here felt like i'd been gone for longer than three days,
it felt like i was visiting home for the first few hours.
i'm just really excited to do stuff.
join society of feminists.
go on crazy trips.
learn polish.
live in coffee shops.
eat hella thai food.
fully take care of myself.
sort of.
meet new people.
focus on the things i like.
i am 98% sure i am double-majoring in creative writing and cultural anthropology.
it hit me this weekend just how perfect that combination seems to be.

movies are so sad.
i spend too many lame mornings crying with myself on the couch.
i feel like it's good for me though.
i don't cry enough.

i've been getting that empty feeling too often lately,
where i just want to sit and do nothing.
seriously, nothing.
i can't bring myself to reach for a book, or a pencil and paper, or the tv remote,
my cat, the telephone,
or god forbid, actually get up and go somewhere.
i don't like it at all.

i got questioned about my i.d. for the first time ever at the airport yesterday.
i guess little me is growing up oh-so-fast.
i was really surprised.

i'm back in my "burritos are the best things ever invented" phase.

anyway, all that's left is the rest of july and august.
the first couple of weeks of september will be consumed by getting ready for moving,
and then i leave.
weird.