Tuesday, April 09, 2002

prompted by that quote, i ended up reading the entire clueless script, then grabbing a book of h. c. a. fairy tales and, forsaking my next class, settling in selena's for coco-caramel flavored hot chocolate and fantasy time. when i emerged, i felt steadier. i chided myself for indulging in drama (sorry to all of you who email forced to share my anguish. i'm not good at copin with curveballs, takin the bitter with the sweet, findin the silver lining, when-god-closes-a-door-he-opens-a-windowing, etc. at least not immediately.) after dk pol, together w/ krissy anne and andrea, i retrieved two sets of pictures: krissy got four: and we all stood by the fountain and oohed and ahhed, and explained and reminisced.

since then i've been productive, both in terms of work and not letting self-pity creep back in. sorelle, my dear overworked proxy who insists she isn't (overworked, that is), urges optomism. others send reassurance. everyone puts up with me. i marvel at it. and i'm thankful.
now that i have to list dorms, where are the rest of you living?

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