moving like the wind
To-day
Two days before the end of my internship. Two weeks before I move in. Two years before I graduate. Two years that have gone by too quickly. Two decades of my life that have gone by too quickly. Too many things to do, too little time to do them. Too hard to figure out where to go, or how to get there. Too many considerations. Damn. I need two minutes to think. More than that. Two hours, two days. Is it too late? They say I have to do something. I know I have to, too.
‘X says the earth is round, Y say the earth is flat - we just leave it to the reader to decide the truth.’ H. Moore, CA, in a response to the article False ‘Death Panel’ Rumor Has Some Familiar Roots in the New York Times
i forget what movie this clip is from, but i love zooey deschanel. watch 500 days of summer if you haven’t seen it yet.
monday morning monotony.
change inputs. modify script. re-run script. find something interesting to do while waiting for excel to populate thousands of cells ever so slowly. analyze results. rinse and repeat.
August
Most people I know are done or almost done with their internships. I still have three weeks to go. I’m home for the weekend, but being home just makes me feel homesick. Does that make sense?
In a way, I want school to start already, but at the same time, I want summer to go on forever. It’s like working hard, playing hard, but you have so much more control.
bored at work
- (in a span of about a minute)
- alex: dude the best thing honestly
- alex: would just be to fake getting cancer
- alex: and then go to make a wish
- me: lol that's horrible
- alex: yeah dude
- alex: i have so much hair
- alex: it's really f-ing annoying


