Visiting u of i was like being on vacation. Now I'm home and doing everything I can to avoid my homework, which is all for Poetry, which I currently have no thoughts about. Actually, I have one thought about poetry, and that is that though I like a poet here and there, most poetry is frilly and unnecessary and boring. Also, the fact that I have to read Early Modern English poetry is ridiculous because its only redeemable quality is that it is old. Surviving the ages through a series of freak accidents does not justify torturing English majors with a neverending chain of eerily similar poems about jesus. Seriously people, get a standardized system of spelling.
Anyway. It was really great to see Kristin. Sometimes I think our friendship is improbable, because, on the outside, we don't have much in common. It works though. We have completely different taste in most things, so we never fight over boys, we force each other to experience new things, and we always have new stuff to tell each other. The things we do have in common are the important ones anyway. Plus, we've been friends for so long we just understand each other. It's nice to just be a girl and hang out with girls.
As lame as it is, I liked writing 25 things about me for facebook. It forced me to not only think about myself, but about the image I present to people. More specifically, I got thinking about the things I choose to talk about with people. In conclusion, I talk about everyone else too much. I need a cool hobby.
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