| College life lesson #2084
If you drink enough the previous night to wake up still drunk, you should still go to class.
But maybe not fencing. |
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zoom in...
A dollar to anyone who can guess how this story ends. |
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| Wow, it's been a long time since I've read xangas. Thumbing through everyone's pages left me both a little stunned and dissapointed, stunned that lives were being lived outside of my own, and dissapointed that in all but the ones I share a bathroom with, few of my relationships fall north of "cursory" or "faded into oblivion". I have also discovered that no one uses as many run-on sentences as me. I think I've always been vaguely aware of these things but having them so abruptly brought to light, along with the luxury of excessive idle time for ponderin' has led me to feel the need to take some action.
And so, because I am so fond of decreein', henceforth shall I decree. I'm going to try to reconnect with as many of the people I've met in college as I can this next semester. Maybe a lunch, maybe a beer, maybe it'll be cursory and maybe we'll still fade into oblivion but for the moment, I think it'll be fun. Perhaps I'll go alphabetically, oh! chronologically! yes... get excited. |
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