"we are motionless"

flowing backwards

School started a few weeks ago and I must admit I'm quite settled in already. I think I've gotten over my pre-transfer jitters (finally) and I'm beginning to feel my normal self return to the surface. Admittedly I'm not even quite sure what 'normal' for me entails but hey, it feels like I'm getting a little closer. Maybe.

This past week has been quite amazing. I'm still feeling a bit rusty in the whole socialization department but I am glad that I decided to go to all the club meetings last week. Everyone is so nice and friendly.

Someone I met at TSA even complimented my Chinese. =] He thought I was from Taiwan. Made my day, especially given how bad I think my Chinese is (compared to Patti). In any case I'm rather excited for the clubs I'll be doing this semester TSA, ACS and maybe VGDC. The VGDC meeting isn't until next week so I'll have to drop by and check it out.

I think perhaps the past two years at Santiago have made me soft. I'm starting to worry about finding time to do my homework. Ironic huh? This is the girl who juggled two jobs, comp sci classes, various clubs and went out like every day when she was in SD. Ah how time flies. I guess it's time for me to regain my time management skills once more. That or just not sleep.

In any case, it's time to go shopping for some furniture. Family duties on top of school, work and friends. ;) Gotta love it!

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12 September 2010 12:20:00 PM





"this time is ours"
"Here's what I think, Mr. Wind-Up Bird," said May Kasahara. "Everybody's born with some different thing at the core of their existence. And that thing, whatever it is, becomes like a heat source that runs each person from the inside. I have one too, of course. Like everybody else. But sometimes it gets out of hand. It swells or shrinks inside me, and it shakes me up. What I'd really like to do is find a way to communicate that feeling to another person. But I can't seem to do it. They just don't get it. Of course, the problem could be that I'm not explaining it very well, but I think it's because they're not listening very well. They pretend to be listening, but they're not, really. So I get worked up sometimes, and I do some crazy things."



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