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Reading: Measure For Measure |
Tuesday, April 8th, 2003I doesn't feel like spring. It doesn't feel like the end of the school year. And it certainly doesn't feel like the time to study. I'm having a bit of trouble adjusting to being back here. I know I was only gone for a weekend, but it seems like so much longer. I can't wake up at the proper time anymore, I don't know how to cook for myself like I used to (mostly because I'm out of food), and I can't seem to find any clean clothes, though I know I did all my laundry before I left. I even feel kind of on the outs with my housemates. I'm the outsider again, and I don't knwo what caused it. They're all studying together, going to Tim Horton's late at night, making each other dinner, passing each other notes and textbooks and checking study sheets. I don't know how this happened. I can't figure out if this is something new, something caused by my absence, or if I'm making it all happen by pulling away from them again. On the plus side, I spent about three hours at Geoff's office installing Jaguar onto my iBook. I'm now all up-to-date in terms of os, office, msn and icq. If only I had Photoshop, too. Ah well. I suppose progress has to be gradual in some degree. Can't just evolve overnight, can I?
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