Dictys

"Now I wonder how What's her name has been..."


Last week was the week that kept giving. I found a little procedure that got me out of a little wrap i was in and i'm able to come out on tizzop. Just to enumerate the point a little more, this picture is of Torino Italy. Well, in the Martin bldg theres a much better, up-close picture of Torino. I usually notice those things, but this whole semester of walking by said frame, I haven't noticed it, until last Friday atleast, where I stood, paused and settled my thoughts on doin a semester there. That extols my head is a little clearer now/ stress free (i can wonder thoughtlessly). I subsequently took a drive down College Park looking for that elusive Indian restaurant that TA Septugat told me about. Still can't find it, settled for ihop cornbeef hash and toast. But, more importantly, I saw what's-her-name on fb lastweek-as if she hadn't been there all along-and decided to msg her. She responded and we talked a little. That was cool. Umm.... Final exams:::
But to reiterate, last week was nice for various reasons. The school issues that worked out and my new housing location, and schedule for nxt smstr all made the week great. As I continued to unpack I kept finding (lost) valuables, this time, the pics of me in a blazer (rare occasion, looking decent) that whats-her-name gave me, so I post them on fb.

So it's all cheese, well except, a friend of mine is experiencing strife at her job, an ill situation really. That may dampen things. And this blog may have to be edited, i'm half-asleep but can't really sleep an't know why, maybe test excitement/anxiety.

But anyways. talking to what's-her-name (though just thru text mails) felt good!!!

another chromed out ghat

I started talking to my mother about two weeks ago. This happened b/c it turns out that all along, I had a semi-neighbor that grew up with my parents. This i obviously didn't know till Aunty Amina came from London this summer and introduced me to this lady. I had not seen aunty Amina for so many years, but thank God. I am so thankful for being able to spend alll the time I needed to spend with her when she arrived. She did so much to reconnect me with my family again. This is another year and another group of problems. It seems that every year come with its own set of surprises. I'm stuck in limbo once agiain. That place b/t knowing and not-knowing as I said in Ecclesiastes. We can now be sure that as we try to move up the ladder in life, the stryfe comes more sideways and sideways, and gets even more gargantuan. It sucks to be where I see myself right now because I did so much to do the right thing. I had set everything up to kbe in a smooth sailing position right now, and me and all my co-ds where ready to have a blast this semester but it seems the furies had ideas of their own. talk about blassts. Suleiman's landlord reneged on the lease he signed and he had to stay with me for a week, while we both skipped classses so I can drive him all around town. I fucking hate my life. Why won't he go live in my old house????!!!~ I have no idea. But some people have so many preconcieved ideas about certain things that you can't persuade them otherwise.

I gott new roommates, or better yet, I moved to live with F-- and old roommates and those guys fucking suck. I shouldn't say that, this is so mean b/c they seem to be so much better than my old rooomies, oh yeah, light years, but they were inconsiderate about me lodging my friend for about a week. The funny thing is that they are alll from the same country as him. Also, they seem to uncomfortable with my friends coming over but hey it's whatever baby.

vacay week

So I started reading a book on Haiti, hoping to finish it. Don't you hate when people talk your head off much ado about nada while your'e trying to concentrate and smthng else? I've been letting it happen to me too much. School starts next week. My life sucks what more? Don't have much to say really sorry I feel sad about other things happening. She won't forgive me, but I red the emails and yes I was an idiot. A narcissist. Was I pushed to the edge of coward-ry, or did I do the pushing? man that's too much to ponder ftb! I spent this whole winter in reston, was depressing. Even smoked to keep my sanity, but will not be doing that in College Park. Ah I can't wait alreadly like William Wallace, bring it. I'm ready for school, probably not, I don't think I actully rested. kufc