when I was drunk as shit at the Door for Senior Night and Colby told me that I had an SMCM Crushes post about me?
Yeah that was either the highlight of my relationship with a professor or the most embarrassing moment with a professor. But it was pretty awesome.
I did not tell her what he wants for his birthday.
last night was easily the worst night of “sleep” in my entire life
my dream had a bunch of people from school and we were opening something like a bakery on this little island or something and the island kept breaking apart and reforming and when this happened i would throw myself into my pillows to try and find a new comfortable or cold spot.
also i could not lie on my stomach because i thought i would throw up at the drop of a hat. i probably only slept for a bout 3 hours total, but broken up into little 15 minute increments throughout the night.
also the dream kept being interspersed with these random scenes from a nine inch nails documentary i watched before going to bed - totally not a good idea. absolutely made me feel like i was close to getting sick throughout the night / whenever i imagined hearing it.
and so today i’ve felt like a zombie the whole day, stomach is constantly upset and i have barely eaten and couldn’t help my mom update her cell phone. fantastic.
i just got home - all of my stuff is in the garage. like when the hell did i become a hoarder?
7 Wonders was beyond awesome - walking back from the point in the pouring rain to the greens at the end of everything - soaked to the skin (no wonder i am feeling ill right now!). That was easily the best part of Senior Week, being surrounded by people I know and love and people who I did know in the dark all over campus. Shoe Tree, Bell Tower, Pond, Naked Man, Garden of Remembrance, Hidden Grave, the Point.
Graduation was super fun, I threw up the Jay-Z “rock” as I walked across the stage. official pimp status? very possibly. I wore a shirt and tie just for the hell of it. Fuck the heat.
I almost cried when I saw and hugged all the art faculty. carrie carrie carrieieieeee how I love you. Colby told me to stay in touch and to visit Asheville NC. Joe said, “Congrats man!” - that was awesome. Sue was great to see. Lisa almost made me cry when she said, “My man.” Just realized that I didn’t see Billy. Fuck. Will make up for that later, I promise.
My mind is racing and my heart is pounding super fast, and I know I wont sleep well tonight. But that was the end of my college life at St. Mary’s, followed by a rapid packing session and I have no doubt that we will be charged like hell for the damage to our house.. but I will be back.
poof boom vamoose!
I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps “Oh look at that!” Then- whoosh, and I’m gone…and they’ll never see anything like it ever again… and they won’t be able to forget me - ever.
This is also my favorite description of a person of all time.