Tuesday, September 27, 2005

When we break, we'll wait for our miracle

The colder weather is upon us, and we're all starting to forget the dynamic binds that we had all formed last year. We seem to be drifting apart the more the weather changes. The sun is still shining, but we're far from a rainbow.
It's hard to explain. Maybe it's just because I'm gone for most of the week, and because we're not in the same situation we were before, distance causing us to forget all the great things we experienced together. Maybe it's just because we're growing up, and with growing up comes moving on from what you used to know. If that's the case, there are some times I'd rather stay young, just so I can hold on a little bit longer and feel those emotions I felt back then with that perfect cast of characters.
Work has overwhelmed me, and slowly I can feel myself losing the joy I felt during the summer, when I couldn't wait to return to school. Don't get me wrong; I love being here, it's just sometimes the work aspect clouds my vision. I wish I could be around my friends more often, but then I realize that they have busy schedules too. It's harder this year for all of us to come together at the same time, which bothers me. Maybe that's why we're all starting to slowly forget. Forgetting means you stop trying to continue the relationships and dynamic you had before. It stops you from creating new memories to revel in.
But who knows? Perhaps something new will grow from this new disconnection. Maybe we'll find new dynamic relationships and grow up yet again. Maybe that's all life really is: a series of dynamic relationships you enjoy for a year or more, grow a little in, and ultimately drift away from after your growth with them is complete, only to find another set of people. I'd like to think this isn't the case. I'd rather some things just stay the way they are. But what if it could be better? Truth be told, I don't think it could be, and I don't want to know if it would. I felt good then -- why can't I hold on to it?

I'm thinking of getting drunk this weekend and text messaging Jake. If he responds in the same night, I'll call him and ask how his tour's going and what he's up to. Then again, this Friday I'll be at a Dashboard Confessional concert. I don't really think Jake would appreciate that. Maybe I'll ask him to send a free copy of the new Umphrey's McGee DVD my way.

Work has yet again taken over my life, both classwork and D.O. work. There are days when I feel like I'm doing more than well at my job, and then there are times when I feel I couldn't be doing worse. Right now I'm kind of in the middle, which is adequate. I felt like shit yesterday; now I'm a lot more optimistic. This week won't turn out that badly after all. Friday is just around the corner (even though it's only Tuesday now). Things can only look up. Besides, who else can say they basically get paid to hang out with their friends Sunday through Thursday nights and hold the title of head copy editor for one of the Top 10 best college papers in the country? Not many others, I'm sure.

Friday, September 09, 2005

Sugar, we're going down swinging

Speens comes tonight. Yay!

Umphrey's McGee tomorrow evening. Perhaps Kevin and one of his roommates will be accompanying us. Double yay!

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

I'd rather be your cocoon

It's the middle of the second week of classes. Thank God for Labor Day! I don't know if I would have survived. I'm just getting back into work-mode, where I hardly have free time for anything. I'm vaguely beginning to remember what it feels like to yearn every weekday for the weekend, where I at least have a moment's peace. Well, this is the type of schedule I work best in, right?
I thought my ETS 115 class was going to be crazy and obscure, but it's kind of becoming clearer to me each time I attend. We're reading Utopia. I think I read parts of the second book freshman year of high school.
As for newswriting, I think I have the potential to be one of the best in the class; however, it's difficult to conform to the professor's style of newswriting after writing D.O. style for the past year.
Today should be a busy day: I just got out of class an hour ago, and tonight I have head eds at 5:30 p.m., followed by dinner at Shaw with some of my D.O. co-workers, after which I'll head back to the office to start work ... I'm editor-on tonight. I'll probably end up ordering a Jimmy John's party platter. Everyone always likes those.
As for my job, it's going quite well. It's still kind of crazy with the new staff, design and office locations. I miss a lot of the old editors from last year. The dynamic was amazing. Not that it isn't now, though. The D.O. is, like many have said, like a fraternity, only instead of paying for your friends, you get paid to hang out with them each night.
And, for those who don't yet know: Scott and I are "official." Even Facebook says so. ...