February 19, 2002 // 10:56 p.m.
Old friendships fade away, love falls apart

i forgot the old theory to end all old theories. (and please let them end... lol) practical idealism. but i'm just not in that kind of mood right now.

last night ryan fay imed me around 2am and kept me up well past 3 - but it was incredibly great to talk to her. it was the first time since, god, freshman year maybe, that the two of us discussed something serious and meaningful. in the course of the conversation i think we both realized how much really cool stuff we're doing right now, in college. all the cool people we've met, and how different it is from high school. god, high school was so stupid, with all the little cliques and games. we're friends with people from high school now that we never talked to then, and we've definitely made friends in college outside of anyone we would have associated with in high school. which is just dumb - high school was so dumb, we were dumb. we agreed we would have done so many things differently now, and in this short span of time we are already such different people.

we tried to remember how we had grown so far apart from ellen, who was my best friend all through middle school and part of the whole group in the beginning of high school. i couldn't even remember at first, and then it seemed that it had all happened just because of the guy she was dating sophomore year - and i don't even remember his name. that's crazy! the stupid things that destroyed and prevented friendships. ryan and i grew apart so much between freshman and senior years ourselves, and i can't think of a good reason for that either. it was just high school. so we're both very sure we're glad it's over, and very glad to be in our respective colleges now. which, without saying it outright, was basically to tell each other that we like what we're doing right now better than anything we ever went through together. and it's true - i don't even long for the old gang anymore, because i'm happy here and that was so juvenile and closed-minded. we had so many good times together, and i will cherish them forever, and i will perk up immediately every time ryan fay emails me at 2 in the morning, but i don't even miss it. it seems like forever ago. and this is so much better.

so happy happy, i got a b+ out of dhs on my first paper, which was the most i could have expected, and hopefully it will go up from there. i'm going to have to review comma use or something, though, because half of what she marked was taking out commas in some places and adding some in others, which kind of confuses me. rereading it, i'm kicking myself over some of the things i somehow missed in revision, like two weak linking verbs in one sentence?? *wack!* oww... but anyway, i'm happy with it overall. and incredibly nervous about thursday's paper...

some great quotes from today's lecture, which probably scared that poor prospective student away forever... ;)

in the land of the profoundly stupid who's really wrong?

plato and i have a fraught relationship. we fight a lot. for one thing he's a fascist which makes him unattractive.

forgive me for a moment but i'm going to be god.

wait, it gets better.. or much much more profoundly worse.

i don't miss the good old days. i've learned a lot since then, i've changed my ways. i'm not bothered by the things that used to get me down... only when you come around.
Kim Richey

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