Mon Oct 27 2003 12:00:
Just got back from running errands. Made copies, ate a pretzel, bought a French Dictionary (because my old one has myteriously disappeared. I don't remember throwing it out the window, but perhaps that's what happened) as well as a present for my self, which I don't need strictly speaking, but was too Londonly cute to say no to, asked for a job (and was denied, yet again), bought frozen strawberries from Whole Foods, and Fed Exed my internship application to the State Dept.
R/T airfare to London at STA is only $266. That's not even half a months rent.
Why does the weather have to be so nice during midterms week?
(1) Mon Oct 27 2003 13:38:
After getting my pretzel I was passed by a tour of high school students, most of whom were taller than me, making me wax nostolgic for the days (back in 5th grade)when I was the tallest. It's odd, isn't it, that I had my growth sprut so early? This is what I think: my mom has been lying to me about my age, and I am really 1 or 2 years older than I think I am. This would explain why I feel so wierd answering whenever someone asks me how old I am. 20 sounds so young. I feel a lot older than 20. I feel like, maybe 22. This would also explain why I get along so well with older people (i.e. Laura and Kristi). And the white hairs.
On the other hand, I don't know where this puts Susie. Perhaps she is older than she thinks, too. Or perhaps she is adopted. Or perhaps I am adopted.
Mon Oct 27 2003 19:56:
If only I were writing about Defense Against the Dark Arts-ism instead of dadaism que ne signifie rien, my job would be much easier.
Shout out to Jennie and her buddy Tim, who rock cuz they brought me IN-N-OUT!