Ode to Freshman Year
Lately I have been thinking about freshman year and wondering how I got through it. I think about the intense cold and the lack of sleep and the the tedious projects and I actually feel physically ill. I remember nights of doing things over and over and sitting for hours upon hours. The final shows from both semesters were the most brutal thing I have ever experienced so far in life. How did I...
A different sort of summer.
I’m in the middle of reading Jack Kerouac’s On the Road. It makes me wish that people still hitch hiked and I could go across the country from car to car, truck to truck and trailer to trailer… but not get raped or kidnapped. I am fixing up this wooden space in my back yard that the past owners built. It has 3 benches and a table and is dirty and filled with bugs. I swept it all...
Hey, summer. Watcha up to?
My summer consists of very few things in extreme amounts. In a typical day I: 1. Eat a bowl of cereal 2. See a friend or a few 3. Keep up with facebook’s newsfeed incredibly well 4. Do something sort of adventurous. [Hiking, biking, beaching, kyacking, swimming] 5. Watch many episodes of Bleach 6. Realize that I do not have a job 7. Contemplate some heavy stuff 8. Read It may seem...