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Odd, to be sitting in the computer lab...
Dec. 1st, 2005 12:33 pm...and NOT be typing away furiously, trying to inch my Nano word count further. I feel so...meh. How else am I suppose to waste this time between classes now?
Well, let it be said here for the last time that National Novel Writing Month is finished. Over. Done. Which leads me to realize that it is December 1st. Do you realize what that means?
I AM GOING TO BE ON THE PLANE BACK HOME IN 16 MORE DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!
...that's just fucking surreal. This semester here in Florence has been so long, I can easily imagine myself next semester as if nothing has changed, still living in Ricasoli, walking past the Academia to get to the bus stop, killing myself climbing up and down the campus valley. Forgive the sappy contemplation, but I can still see myself living with my floormates and roommates. I was PAINFULLY lucky, to have been placed with the people I was. The drama was thankfully nil, and the times have been good.
Except now, I'm going to be home in 16 days. 19 days from now I'll be heading into the city to chill with Lindsay and Tammy. There will be Kiev again. There's going to be the LIRR. There's going to be my CAT, for christ's sake! 16 days is nothing. Two weeks and a little on the side, and I'll be home.
God damn.
( And now, some musings about the wonders of alcohol. )
Well, let it be said here for the last time that National Novel Writing Month is finished. Over. Done. Which leads me to realize that it is December 1st. Do you realize what that means?
I AM GOING TO BE ON THE PLANE BACK HOME IN 16 MORE DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!
...that's just fucking surreal. This semester here in Florence has been so long, I can easily imagine myself next semester as if nothing has changed, still living in Ricasoli, walking past the Academia to get to the bus stop, killing myself climbing up and down the campus valley. Forgive the sappy contemplation, but I can still see myself living with my floormates and roommates. I was PAINFULLY lucky, to have been placed with the people I was. The drama was thankfully nil, and the times have been good.
Except now, I'm going to be home in 16 days. 19 days from now I'll be heading into the city to chill with Lindsay and Tammy. There will be Kiev again. There's going to be the LIRR. There's going to be my CAT, for christ's sake! 16 days is nothing. Two weeks and a little on the side, and I'll be home.
God damn.
( And now, some musings about the wonders of alcohol. )
