Watching Myself Grow Up

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A Repository of Information, She Says

June 02, 2005 *~* 12:51 a.m.

I am exhausted, I think. We're painting the house and currently have Alex's and my bathroom and bedroom completely under dropcloths and plastic and other non-paintable surfaces.

I love Amanda and Kyle. I know I go through this a lot, but they are amazing people and it amazes me in turn that we have so seamlessly blended back into the incredible friendship dynamic we have, even if it's sort of a weird one. Two female best friends with one male best friend type person, and Kyle and I were a short lived fling right before we went off to school. So far nothing's been said of that, and I doubt it ever will, and nothing's seemed awkward, so I hope that we are just as perfect as friends as ever. I'm pretty sure we are.

I like that. I didn't really have that in high school, we definitely cemented this bond in the late spring and the summer after senior year, and I really like it. It gives me something solid and caring and, hopefully, eternal. I'd like to think that these two are ones that I will keep in touch with forever. Certainly Amanda, but as a group, we really are fantastic.

I like permanence. I like change and evolution and looking back, sure, but I do like having a base to come back to. I need that in my life.

I think my mother might be catching on that I have serious doubts about my conviction towards a pre-med, aiming towards doctorate career path. I want a challenge, but I want it to be the sort of challenge I enjoy, that I feel is helping me grow as a person, not just a repository of information that I resent.

I should really really sleep though. My eyeballs hurt.

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