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| 20 days until I'm home.
This year, just like last year, I'm over Halloween. No I did not go to any dress up parties this weekend, and no, I didn't really want to go to them in the first place. No, I don't want to go trick-or-treating, and if I was at home, I'd turn the lights off in the house and not answer the door. I hate candy, I hate pretending to like costumes, I hate the kids who show up in no costume and are probably 15 years old. I love children, and I love how cute they are in costumes, but most of them probably won't get to eat my candy anyways because of security measures (THX TERRORISM, you ruined Halloween). I hate scary movies too.
I'm at Grinnell this morning. We had dinner last night, and it was delicious (steak salad yay food). Some of Mari's friends came over and we watched some Bjork music videos and then a couple of episodes of The Dave Chappelle show. No offense to all you D.C. lovers, but I don't think he's THAT funny. We watched the Rick James episode, and I seriously couldn't believe how much hype there was about it. It wasn't that hilarious. Whatever, I'm over it.
Thanksgiving so soon! Now that's what I call a holiday. Good food with good folks. How about that. There's nothing false about that. And oh man, the leftovers. Basically my college food is in the bottom tier of crummy college food, so Thanksgiving is going to be so delicious.
I'm getting really weird vibes from someone at Knox, and I don't know how to go about never seeing/speaking to them again. Everyone truly likes this person, but I'm just not a fan. They kind of give me the creeps, and never know when to leave my room. Plus, I'm a stickler for good/interesting handwriting, and they are completely lacking in that field. Not to mention they called me last night to make sure I got to Grinnell safe, and that I was having a good night. Um, yes I am having a good night, and yes, I know that you're attached to me, you told me yourself, and no, I'm not really sure visiting me in Chicago is something I want you to do, and you better get used to not having me around, because I'm out of there in LESS THAN THREE WEEKS.
20 days until I'm home.
P.S. Sorry for being so whiny, if I complain about this to people at Knox they'll just find some way to convince me that I'm too uptight, and that I should vote for so-and-so, even though I think voting in this country is obsolete [see last two presidential elections].
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Russian Ark
By Anna Aleksakhina, Konstantin Anisimov, Aleksei Barabash, Aleksandr Chaban, Sergei Dontsov, David Giorgobiani, Oleg Khmelnitsky, Tamara Kurenkova, Mariya Kuznetsova, Leonid Mozgovoy, Natalya Nikulenko, Alla Osipenko, Mikhail Piotrovsky, Yelena Rufanova, Maksim Sergeyev, Ilya Shakunov, Yelena Spiridonova, Artyom Strelnikov, Lev Yeliseyev
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21 days until I'm home.
So on and so forth. Last night was a celebration. I love Shabbat. I got to read from the Torah at services, only technically, I was reading from a book with an English translation of the story of Noah. What's so cool is that that was the story my sister read for her Bat Mitzvah. Wonderful service that Fay led. I'm probably going to miss the synagogue here the most when I leave. I adore the characters that frequent the place.
Like the couple who went to Knox, met there, got married, live in Galesburg, and now have 5 adorable kids. Or the couple who is there every week I am but can never remember by name (which is funny because I don't know their names). Or that guy, Maury maybe, who pretty much runs the services and knows them by heart. If there's a change he says "WHAT" really loudly.
I'm also a fan of the Oneg. I love Motzi, wine, apples and caramel, and even brownies. So much better than college dessert.
So after Shabbat, Bryce and I watched "Russian Ark", a movie about Russia through time that all takes place in one museum/palace, and it done in completely one shot and one take. THE TIMING AND LIGHTING AND ACTING WAS ALL SO IMPECCABLE OMG.
And after that I went down to Kathys? because she had a big jug of wonderful downstairs, and I met Scott, her other, who is effing amazing. And Greta was there too, and she gave me a foot tattoo and smokes Virginia Slim 120s, whatever that means.
And then around 2 a.m. I fell asleep.
Time for a shower no?
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| 22 days until I'm home.
Note to self:
Stop doing things that are detrimental to one's health.
Family comes tomorrow.
DAD IS DONE WITH DAYTON.
HE IS MOVING HOME THIS WEEKEND.
I move home too.
We all move home together.
News like this is utterly inspiring.
22 days until I'm home.
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| 23 days until I'm home.
I woke up super agitated this morning. I'm in one of those "I don't want to see anyone" moods, and that's a problem when there's nowhere to go seek refuge. I'm probably going to Grinnell with my family Saturday, during Parent's Weekend, which is fine, because there's not a whole lot to see at this place, and I'm not sure I wanted to hang out with other peoples' families.
I don't want to be Spank Rock with Ben anymore, because I'm over pretentious Halloween costumes. What's the point of being clever when no one gets it? Additionally, I don't want to go to that stupid Halloween party with Ben anyways. I don't want to go to that, or to that after party at Jazz House. Parties are stupid, I've avoided them all through out high school, why would I start going to them at college?
I started "Lolita" but couldn't finish it because I don't have access to a VCR 24/7, which is a bummer. I need to recheck it out and try and watch it later. I just wish I had a VCR on my computer so I could watch movies in my room without having a TV in my room.
Speaking of TV, first they kick AJ off, and now Brooke. WTF TYRA/ANTM.
23 days until I'm home.
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