Doesn't have a point of view
5.15.2004
yes, it's time for orgo.
My friend and future housemate Anu constantly plays the song "it's the time to disco" in my house. I have heard it so often that it has grown on me.
My orgo final is over. It's no longer time for it.
After the beer mile, I learned that, not only do I live on Linden Street, but the street has linden trees growing on it. This makes me exceedingly excited. I now know that I was meant to be right here, right now.
I watched Lost in Translation tonight. For some odd reason, it made me feel sad and homesick.
oh! I finally remembered what I wanted to say. Kenneth! I e-mailed him in reply to his heads up about the Mirah concert. He said that he hoped I would rock out on my organic chemistry final. This was all I needed in terms of confidence. Then tonight, I reread his comment on friendster. He had called me funkydory. Funkydory. Only Kenneth can get away with writing awesome little phrases and words such as those.
It's people like Kenneth that make me thankful to myself for associating with people outside of the nerd herd (not that I don't love them too) while in high school.
