My week consisted of (in no particular order):
Not sleeping in. Going to class. Taking a modern dance class by myself, as well as two hip hop classes (I'm not as good as I thought I was). Sleeping over at Kelly's two nights in a row. Picking up trash on the T. Giving my apple core to the Canadian Geese that are taking over the park. Helped a homeless man get up because he obviously was having trouble. Avoided doing homework. Went to the gym. Watched Scary Movie II and laughed about it. Had a few drinks. Had an expensive (but yummy) Italian dinner. Went to a couple bars. Hurt my feet from wearing heals. Saw The Cherry Orchard at the Nora Theater in Cambridge, which I enjoyed. Saw Seussical, which I loved. Lied to my boss so I could get 20 minutes of extra sleep time. Worked in the theater. Danced. Looked up at the sky a few times. Wore shoes in the shower. Spent too much money for my own entertainment. Applied to a few other jobs. Realized my school email didn't send any emails that I wrote in the past few days. Felt healthy. Thought of stories of the times in Italy. Thought about leaving the country. Told my backpacking story to a friend. Made a few strangers smile. Had a construction worker help me open my wrist let. Conquered the art of walking on sheets of ice. Got out of bed without being tired. Was happy with all my blood sugars. Got to cut the line at the bar. Worked on my resume. Cried because I was overjoyed. Laughed.
I'm listening to Alanis Morissette on channel 525. It is Ironic. Actually, many things have been ironic this week. goodnight.
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