Well I Was Moving, Changing, Proving
I know I’ve been posting a lot of quotes and conversations lately, rather than essays. Good to switch things up right? I figure since I’ve been having more fun and less sad lonely tap away on the laptop quiet time that posts will get shorter. But I want to keep you updated, so I figure that instead of trying to create a situation that was a heck of a lot for me but would inevitably turned into a strained retelling for you, I’ll just try and put up any funny texts, bits, or conversations to show you that I’m having quite the old fashioned good time (ie: sans booze and cocaine!).
I’m going to catch up on the moving posts I haven’t actually put into blog form, and I’ll also do a write up of tomorrow’s early morning adventure. So stay tuned for great things from the BBOC.
Oh and tonight? Tonight, Molly went to New York and Shelby was who know’s where, so I got to spend time with the two people I like most on this floor right now, Jackie and Mary. Mary and I are, of course, kindred spirits, and while I undeniabley wasn’t so sure about Jackie in the first place, she and Mary have seemingly sawed off each other’s edges and Jackie is an absolute blast to hang around with. Yeah, she’s cooler than I’ll ever be, but it’s fun to have a friend like that. Plus it’s far less intimidating once you hear about her quirks (can you say pirate’s obsessed?). I got plain pasta and shrimp, weak lemonade, and too rich cake. And it was absolutely lovely. For a week filled with drama and my living situation totally up in the air, it was nice to have a good long meal with people who were just ready to relax and joke around. And it was equally nice to joke about rooming with them, because even though I can’t, it’s nice to know they’re game to have me hang out. Sure it won’t be the same as last time, but maybe that’ll be good.
I won’t think too far ahead, I won’t get my hopes up. Yes, I think these are the makings of my first real and good college friends, not just the quirky sometimes hang out acquaintances or the smile and say hi and then avoid people. Actual, pretty good friends. Yes, they likely won’t stay in DC (hell, I’m far from sure I will either), Mary will be gone for all of junior year, studying abroad, and it doesn’t mean I don’t have to keep being open for new friends in the mean time (though I insist that Mary comes back for the inauguration and the inaugural balls). But we have the rest of this year, and next year. And while I hate growing and changing (as Abed would say, it’s not really my jam), they sure as hell make it easier. It’s nice to know I can do it too, and that other people are game to do it with me.
Nighty night.
