It's been a while. I've been promising myself i'd write for the past couple of weeks, but I seem to never have the chance. (more like the diligence) However, I have been thinking about this post for a while, and I'd just like start out with this statement:
I am SO happy i go to NYU.
let me repeat that, I am SO HAPPY I GO TO NYU.
Last week i visited some friends at UMass, and I think I would suffocate on a college campus. Not just at UMass, at any college not in a city. (how/why the hell did i look at the smallest schools in the country?)
Alright, maybe I've been spoiled, living in the heart of the universe for an entire semester, but I just don't understand what people do on a college campus.
I guess they just be at college. be in a bubble. imerse themselves because there is nothing else to do.
the interesting thing is, everyone seems to love it.
everyone seems so, so happy. and it's really a beautiful thing. (and i really shouldn't question it)
olga just stopped me midway this post to edit a poem,
you know, one of her deep ones,
where i have to think REALLY hard when i edit,
i have to choose words carefully,
convey the right feelings.
my feelings.
her feelings.
something about snow and blackbirds.
and liars (not pretty little ones)
i didn't watch.
it's made me awfully tired.
but in a good way. a nice tired,
the kind you get when you've been thinking quite hard.
and made me realize that i need to start writing poetry again,
i miss it.
and i'm just miserable at this blogging thing. (clearly)
i just need to keep repeating:
katie,
this is an exercise.
this is only an exercise.
it doesn't matter if you're terrible at it.
olga promised me when it gets warm she would bike around amherst with a notebook and write.
i told her i'd walk around newyork with a notebook and observe. [and write too of course]
we're going to hold each other to it.
i need to start taking advantage of the city. it's sad how little i do.
I'm going to buy a calender and mark off X's for the next two months on days I need to do something interesting. and under the X i'm going to write where i'm going.
and then i'm going to go there. and enjoy it.
because i KNOW, i will enjoy it, i just have to plan it. and actually do it.
it's just so HARD when its 6 degrees out and all i want to do
is lie in bed and talk about nothing for hours with good friends.
but i will, i will.
i also vow to never be the stupid college freshman again. never again.
but, of course, i'm going out next weekend. (why am i a walking contradiction?)
goodnight,
and good luck.
I am SO happy i go to NYU.
let me repeat that, I am SO HAPPY I GO TO NYU.
Last week i visited some friends at UMass, and I think I would suffocate on a college campus. Not just at UMass, at any college not in a city. (how/why the hell did i look at the smallest schools in the country?)
Alright, maybe I've been spoiled, living in the heart of the universe for an entire semester, but I just don't understand what people do on a college campus.
I guess they just be at college. be in a bubble. imerse themselves because there is nothing else to do.
the interesting thing is, everyone seems to love it.
everyone seems so, so happy. and it's really a beautiful thing. (and i really shouldn't question it)
Tomorrow (well today) is my second first day of school. i also should be reading beowulf. obviously i am not.
olga just stopped me midway this post to edit a poem,
you know, one of her deep ones,
where i have to think REALLY hard when i edit,
i have to choose words carefully,
convey the right feelings.
my feelings.
her feelings.
something about snow and blackbirds.
and liars (not pretty little ones)
i didn't watch.
it's made me awfully tired.
but in a good way. a nice tired,
the kind you get when you've been thinking quite hard.
and made me realize that i need to start writing poetry again,
i miss it.
and i'm just miserable at this blogging thing. (clearly)
i just need to keep repeating:
katie,
this is an exercise.
this is only an exercise.
it doesn't matter if you're terrible at it.
olga promised me when it gets warm she would bike around amherst with a notebook and write.
i told her i'd walk around newyork with a notebook and observe. [and write too of course]
we're going to hold each other to it.
i need to start taking advantage of the city. it's sad how little i do.
I'm going to buy a calender and mark off X's for the next two months on days I need to do something interesting. and under the X i'm going to write where i'm going.
and then i'm going to go there. and enjoy it.
because i KNOW, i will enjoy it, i just have to plan it. and actually do it.
it's just so HARD when its 6 degrees out and all i want to do
is lie in bed and talk about nothing for hours with good friends.
but i will, i will.
i also vow to never be the stupid college freshman again. never again.
but, of course, i'm going out next weekend. (why am i a walking contradiction?)
goodnight,
and good luck.
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