boat cruz

today was a much better day. i helped some ladies in an office, and they were grateful; i saw a marching band, and a bunny. class went well and i feel marginally more intelligent than i did yesterday. tomorrow, my day looks like this:
get up
write some emails
eat breakfast
read (i was going to do that now, but instead tonight is going to be the first night this week that i haven't been up until 2 doing homework, and i have decided to save it for tomorrow. progress? stay tuned.)
buy whiskey
go to school
get cold in the library
class!
beers
BOAT CRUISE

sometimes i look at the big picture and realize that something i've been excited about for a long time is going to take up so little time and i get disappointed. i mean, i have been looking forward to this boat cruise all week - figuring out what shoes i want to wear and how to sneak booze on there, what moves i'm going to use to impress people on the dance floor, what music i hope the dj will play, how many maraschino cherries i'm going to ask the bartender for, everything. it's like the harry potter book. i theorized about it for MONTHS and it took me just over 24 hours to read it and then i was like, "oh. well that's over." the boat cruise is going to be fun and all, but i know i'm going to wake up on saturday and go "i spent a week thinking about that when i could have been reading." then: existential crisis! although if i don't regularly question my ability to achieve the goals i set for myself (getting up before 9, being on time to everything [everyone else does it, why can't i], eating fruit, like, ever, being in touch with my family, being a nice person, surviving at school), i don't do anything. so, i'm looking forward to tomorrow night, and after that i'm looking forward to eating fruit early in the morning in the library for the rest of my life.