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Last Night
12 October 2006 13:10Went wandering at 12:30--didn't come back until 3. It was nice out, if cold. The stars were out and clear, because of the temperature, and we went walking along the train tracks. I wanted to climb up the water tower, but the ladder didn't reach to the ground. It was like looking up at the bottom of a space ship, or a Tripod from the White Mountains trilogy. I wanted to keep standing there, but they didn't, so we kept walking. At some point, we got on E. Main and just kept walking east until nearly 74. We walked through the drive-through of the Taco Bell there, which I had known was there. They hadn't believed me, so I got a free Taco out of the deal. And then we walked back. We ran infront of a train and danced in the street when there were no cars--the street lights kept changing, even though there were no cars. I timed it on our way back, it was nearly an hour of walking before we got back to Williston.
It was a good wander, even though sometimes I think I'm reaching out to nothing.
...
The hell is up with this mood? Everything is great. Mike and I are talking at length about not-lab things, I'm finishing the first half of the term, I woke up early and finished my lab report a day before it was due, and I understood everything on it. This weekend will be filled with food, choir, and fun--the alumni from choir will be coming back, and I'm excited to see them again. I'm declaring my major, getting things done. I'm close to memorized on my vocal piece, and my teacher thinks I'm doing great. Jazz is going awesome, and I'm really getting in sync with the combo now--all I have to do is learn to scat--and my vocal teacher is going to sit in on Monday to give me tips. The weather is crisp and sunny with exactly the right amount of wind. I love Knox. Every day I learn at least two more things about myself that re-affirm my calling to go into medecine. I'm dragging myself into knowledge with my fingernails, and it's exhilirating.
So what's going on?
It's probably hormones. I hate hormones.
Edit: I love... chemistry.
Weird.
It was a good wander, even though sometimes I think I'm reaching out to nothing.
...
The hell is up with this mood? Everything is great. Mike and I are talking at length about not-lab things, I'm finishing the first half of the term, I woke up early and finished my lab report a day before it was due, and I understood everything on it. This weekend will be filled with food, choir, and fun--the alumni from choir will be coming back, and I'm excited to see them again. I'm declaring my major, getting things done. I'm close to memorized on my vocal piece, and my teacher thinks I'm doing great. Jazz is going awesome, and I'm really getting in sync with the combo now--all I have to do is learn to scat--and my vocal teacher is going to sit in on Monday to give me tips. The weather is crisp and sunny with exactly the right amount of wind. I love Knox. Every day I learn at least two more things about myself that re-affirm my calling to go into medecine. I'm dragging myself into knowledge with my fingernails, and it's exhilirating.
So what's going on?
It's probably hormones. I hate hormones.
Edit: I love... chemistry.
Weird.
