Walk It Off, then Buckle In Tight.

Friday I took an hour and a half long walk with Andres, starting at about 11:30.
First we bumped into Donnie, who, when drunk, thinks we are both really really cool people, and is apparently happy every time I say hi to him because I remember who he is (such a flattering drunk, though he's usually sweet anyway. He's usually pretty composed, as he explained to Sam, who had met him for the first time), but then he was smoking someones girly cigarette, something like...menthol and strawberry flavored. After about 6 hugs each from him, we walked off campus, off were there was no light except for what was reflecting from the clouds, silhouetting the trees. The road merged with the horizon into gray. It was a relief just to know that I was off campus. I came back and talked briefly with Hannah and Will. Briefly was probably actually another hour and half.
At that time in the morning, everything slows down and becomes hazy, the yellow light in the common room buzzing and I feel removed from myself, unsatisfied with being attached to an earthbound body and conversations seem empty (like a dried up well). But it's a good feeling.

Yesterday I was super productive. Because I have art history midterm tuesday, fysem paper due Wednesday, calc midterm thursday and psych exam friday. So I have to be super productive. But I decided ahead of time how much work I would do and that I would stop working at 10 so that I would actually have a Saturday.
Angela got a bunch of us to go to some Asian/Latin food/dance thing. The food was mostly gone when we came. And there was very little dancing. But we took a LOT of fortune cookies, and stood outside under a lamp opening them (and adding "in bed" to the end). And then we watched "Whip It" which Margaret brought from home, us being teenage girls.

Today has been less productive. But I will do work! work work work. Go over my practice math midterm and finish flashcards for art history. and read three more chapters in St. Augustine.

the campus smells like camp fire, probably from leaves being burned. so good.

Right now I just feel rushed and still lingering on the feeling from Friday.