The time of the year
Monday, Sept. 09, 2002 12:51

A year ago today, I was happy. I remember it quite clearly. (you can look it up in the archives too) I was feeling like everything in the world was okay after all. And today, I feel similarly. And right now I have so much to look forward to that it's making me feel sort of squirmy. I talked to Beck on the phone for a bit about the phone for the upcoming year and about our new tv. I'm quite excited about buying a tv, as it means that I'm going to have my very own tv. And everything is all set. Everything is good.

Today is Monday. And I love September. I was thinking about that yesterday. I've always gotten a good feeling when I thought of september. I have never cared much for summer. I love the beach, and I used to love all ths stuff that my friends and I got to do in the summer, but I don't like hot weather, and I do like school. So the idea of the hot weather ending and school starting was always a good thing for me. Plus, my birthday is in September. And I love my birthday. I like the sound of it, the day, the time of year, the fact that it's the last day of summer, when it's so obviously already fall.

And this September I'll be 19. And I'm moving in to West Village on Sunday. And I'm taking lots of interesting Psych classes (personality, social psych, Psychobio) which makes me feel sort of important, and like I'm beginning to get somewhere.

I'm going to miss talking Psych with Jeff though :-(

Anyway. This is choppy. But the basic idea is that I'm happy that it's September, and I'm happy that I'm going back to school in less than a week. And I can't wait until my birthday!