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a white stone with a new name
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| Now it's a year (going on six years) |
[Aug. 10th, 2006|03:24 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Finley | ] |
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| [ | music |
| | Au Revoir Simone | ] |
Lately, some friends of mine have been on a trip. They flew up to Seattle, they're driving a rented down the coast to San Diego, and flying back. They're meeting with various church leaders and monastic groups on the way down to get a feel for the spiritual climate there, to see if they feel led to go out there after college--and then, it's of course also just a vacation. I've also had a lot of fun getting in touch with old friends out there that I haven't seen in (in some cases) five or six years, to see if they can put these guys up for the night.
As for me, I haven't been up to much lately. I feel very much like I'm just waiting for school to start. Since last time, I've read a poetry anthology called Staying Alive, the newest Sou'Wester, Death in the Family by James Agee, Arundhati Roy's The God of Small Things, and for breaks I read Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix and re-read Flight Vol. 2. For some reason it took more than a month to get through The God of Small Things--perhaps because the story is so non-linear that at times she seems repetitive as she's re-hashing some foreshadowed parts of the story. It was nice to then read the Harry Potter book in a day.
I guess it's been awhile since the last post--since then I've been to Knoxville, went on a road trip with my little sister, and went to Charleston (though, all I did in Charleston was sleep for a couple of hours and then leave--long story). I've been listening to a lot of music and I've been writing a decent amount. I helped my friend Bowman move. Mickey and Ben both visited, and we had some sweet times. I saw Anathallo again, which I guess was the fourth time this summer (I saw them three times on their tour early in the summer). The bass player and resident girl both came up and gave me hugs and talked to me like they've known me forever--which is pretty sweet, considering they are one of the most amazing bands ever.
I've had two or three days where I've panicked, but in each situation something has happened that snapped me back to being as proactive as possible. But then, I've just been so bored lately, and at times lonely as well, since everyone either has jobs, or school, or is out of town, and I'm just kind of hanging around.
I realize this was sort of a dull post. Sorry, dudes and dudettes.
I never thought I'd be so excited about school starting back up, but I really can't wait for everyone to get here. |
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| "Don't look back, you can never look back." |
[Jun. 10th, 2006|03:53 am] |
Well, we’re still right in the thick of summer. It’s so strange, summer. The way the whole dynamic changes. And honestly, because so many things have been up in the air so much, I’ve been a lot more stressed out this summer than I normally am during school.
But finally, besides the fact that I’m not in my new place yet (it’s just getting fixed up) and I may be back to sleeping on the couch tomorrow, things feel much more settled. I’m on the kitchen staff at a small, family-owned Turkish restaurant, mopping and cooking gyros all day, and when I’m not doing that I’m either reading, getting together work to send out to literary journals, or trying to be as long-distance mobile as possible.
I headed up to Gaffney for a good time with good ol’ boys shooting guns, racing jeeps, and going fishing. I went to Charleston to see a public showing of Potemkin in the park and run around and go to the beach with Rob and Elizabeth, and then I went back to Knoxville for some time at home and to go to my childhood friend’s wedding.
And things are good. I’m very unsure with the way that my life will go in the next year, but things are very good right now.
Also, I made a list of the books that I've read, and the count is at 412, the most recent of which have been (since the last ones I mentioned) Cormac McCarthy's Blood Meridian, Ha Jin's Waiting, and Kakuzo Okakura's The Book of Tea. |
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| Oh, love (I think) is a no-good thing. |
[May. 18th, 2006|05:25 am] |
I suppose, as always, it's been a long time since my last post. I guess life has just been moving so quickly that I haven't had time to pause. I honestly don't really have time now, considering it's after 5:00 in the morning and I need to get some rest.
But I've been doing well. Last semester was my first semester with straight A's, not for any especial effort on my part, but really just because it worked out that way. Just before and then since school's been out, I've been reading a lot -- in the last month or so Murakami's Kafka on the Shore, Calvino's Invisible Cities (a Christmas present from Katy that I finally got the nerve to read), and White Teeth by Zadie Smith.
I am single because I want to be-- if I wanted to be dating, I think I could be. I think dating Katy (and I've told her this) taught me a lot about self-esteem, and it's really changed the way that I view life. All of us seem so young and so powerful... how could we not be happy, if we only choose to be, to step back and view our options laid out before us like sun-soaked valleys?
This summer I'm doing something that Ms. Rosenstein did a while back-- simplifying, trying to cut back. I have still been going to a lot of shows, but then in my days and the other nights, I've mainly been reading or fishing, spending time with those who are already close friends and people I want to know better.
I've been trying to become a better person and draw closer to God, but the process of that isn't always as tangible as we'd like it to be. But things are going well in that area also (I think).
I'm currently living in the living room of some friends of mine until my apartment is ready in June, which has been hecka fun, but at the same time I'm worried I haven't been accomplishing enough. It's true that we're living the dream, as it were. But I still don't have a job, and we're well into summer (though, that's perhaps not for lack of trying-- I've applied to about six jobs so far). One good thing is, a friend of mine and I are each getting paid $200 to do not-an-incredible-amount of driving. So, I'm looking forward to finally having some money to start getting things for the new (unfurnished) apartment.
And later this summer, either east Africa or southeast Asia may be an option. I'll get back to you. Also, hopefully things will settle down soon and I'll be able to catch up with some of you. As always, it's good to know that you guys are on my side. Much love. |
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| Spring Break overview. |
[Mar. 26th, 2006|03:21 pm] |
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| | Anathallo - Dokkoise House | ] |
There are so many things to say about this trip that it’s probably going to take awhile to give all the details I’d want to. To start out with, I’ll just give an overview. The rest I’ll put in lj-cuts, etc.
I started out in Clemson, SC.
On Friday I went to Atlanta, GA to visit my brother.
On Saturday I came back to Clemson.
On Sunday I went to Knoxville, TN.
On Monday I went to Washington, DC to visit my friend Melanie.
On Wednesday I came back to Clemson to pick up a friend.
Wednesday night we left for Toronto, ON.
Thursday we went to Niagara Falls, NY and then hung out in Toronto and stayed there.
Friday we spent more time in Toronto, then stayed the night in Niagara Falls.
Saturday we went to Pittsburgh, PA and New Brighton, PA, and then came home.
Again, I put more than 3,500 miles on my car this week, and I drove about 3,300 of it myself. It was absurdly fun, there are so many good stories, but it is most definitely good to be home. |
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| Spring Break |
[Mar. 26th, 2006|04:38 am] |
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| | Elton John stuck in my head. | ] |
I put 3,516 miles on my car this week.
I am currently too tired to update.
Soon! |
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| Brighter around the edges... |
[Feb. 15th, 2006|06:36 pm] |
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| | Leon Redbone - Mississippi River Blues | ] |
Make it happen.
Yesterday wasn't incredible (why does the day always seem so damned dramatic?), but I feel great today. In spite of the fact that I have so much to do, I feel genuinely optimistic, and the world seems a little bit brighter around the edges.
I may go home to Knoxville this weekend-- my parents are leaving for Indonesia next week, and I'm worried about them. Only because they both called me about how they'd met with their attorney about the results of something happening to them, etc. It's really very strange.
Last Saturday, Zach (my roommate) turned 21, and a bunch of us went downtown at midnight on Friday to celebrate. Zach's dad came into town, and the three of us went to Ben's "That 70s Party" (Zach's dad for the sake of authenticity). Over the course of about four hours, I probably wasn't dancing for about fifteen minutes. Good times.
And hopefully we'll be meeting with our construction guy this week about the space we're renting for the coffee shop, and get some estimates to take to the owner so he realizes how much capital improvement we're making on his building. It's possible that we'll have a lease by the end of the month, but the way communication with these people goes (it doesn't), I'd be glad if we were in there by March. |
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| Huddle closer. |
[Feb. 7th, 2006|02:58 am] |
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I just made a really long entry, and it was deleted as I tried to post it.
In short:
I've been really emotional lately, crying at movies and TV shows and even commercials, but it isn't necessarily a bad thing. I've been able to spend a lot of time with friends and really meet new people and invest more in people I already knew. I spent an hour at Java City coloring in coloring books with Chaz and Austin, drinking chai. I'm in a Christian book club type thing called "Books, Brews, and Brouhaha," where we sit down and share company, intelligent conversation, and beer. Except I don't drink beer-- only hard liquor. Justin proposed to Erin, which was huge and beautiful and just love.
My house church is more and more my family every time I go. And I have been feeling more and more generally fulfilled as I get closer to all my good friends. I've been lonely some, but rarely. I've, ultimately, been happy, and becoming a much better person overall. I've really been learning a lot about who I want to be and how to get there.
I'm producing poetry again, and with good results. I've been really happy with some of the things I've written since the beginning of the semester-- I'm pretty sure I can get them published, I just need to decide where. I may post some if anyone cares to see them.
The other post was much more in-depth, and I'm sorry that it was lost. For now, I have a headache, and I'm going to bed. |
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| 21st birthday weekend |
[Jan. 22nd, 2006|04:05 am] |
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| | Toto - Rosanna | ] |
So I had the best birthday ever, in spite of the fact that I was on-and-off sick over the past several days.
It started out with, like I said, driving down to Atlanta and going to a nice dinner with my cousin Will, brother Daniel and his girlfriend Suzie. We all dressed up, and I had a jack and coke with my meal: my first alcoholic beverage. I then had a gin and tonic with dessert. Afterwards, we went back to Dan's place and hung out and watched some Ghost Hunters (freaky as hell).
Then, Friday night we rocked the Clemson birthday party. I wanted to get some friends together for drinks and dinner, and my friends Rob and Justin invited like ten people and made the reservations and everything-- and then 25 or 26 people showed up. It really meant a lot to have everyone there. It just really felt complete in a way that I cherish immensely. At dinner, I had another gin and tonic and a tequila sunrise.
And then tonight, I stopped by John Niemann's for awhile to celebrate his birthday party-- he'll be 22 tomorrow, I believe. And that kid is so unbelievably cool. But I had to leave decently soon because I had to get ready for the most amazing 80s dance party ever at Ben/Mickey/Tripp/Joe's place. It was unbelievable-- so much dancing to such good tunes. Zach dressed up as Robert Smith of The Cure with tons of eyeliner, crazy hair, all black (mod) clothing, and even -- not lipstick -- red marker on his lips. My costume was based loosely on the band Toto, and I had eyeliner, gel in my hair, a totally 80s outfit and one of those earrings that's just a short chain. The earring fell out fairly early in the night, though, which was greatly disappointing. But everyone there sang happy birthday to me and Tim Gentry who shares my special day, and I danced the whole time and had some punch and a rum and coke and just overall had a blast.
So, such amazing times with close family and good friends. And tomorrow is a much-needed homework day. Actually, I have lots of those coming up.
Hopefully I'll be able to post pictures of the festivities soon. Until then: stay cool. Stay cool forever. |
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| I am 21 now. |
[Jan. 19th, 2006|12:45 am] |
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I guess I could start every journal entry with, "Well, it's been awhile," but I'll spare you. Instead I'll start every one with that sentence. Regarding what to tell? It was a good first weekend at school, with some mad poker over at Ben/Mickey/Tripp/Joe's and then movie-renting on Saturday night.
Church was amazing on Sunday. I hadn't realized how much I'd missed it, and it really touched places that have been hurting deep down-- and that happened many times over at house church on Tuesday.
Sunday night there was supposed to be a party at Ben's since we had Monday off, but after calling him and leaving messages several times without any kind of reply, it was about 12:15 at night. So did Zach and I admit defeat? No, sir. Five of us made the haul to Athens to go to Hot Corner Coffee. It was hecka fun-- me, my roommate Zach Ashton, Barry Hutto, Katie Sholler, and Clint Cagle. We got back at 6:15 or so in the morning-- just in time for Barry to go to work.
And I guess that's where we stand, more or less. Things are going overall well. Much better now that I feel tied back into my house church, my family here. And I turn 21 tomorrow-- or, today, I guess, and I am getting a birthday haircut and then going to Atlanta to do what I'd always said I'd do for my 21st birthday-- go to a nice dinner with my brother wearing suits, and having a jack and coke with my meal.
Then Friday I'm going to do something very similar here in Clemson with many friends, and then Saturday Ben/Mickey/Tripp/Joe are having an 80s dance party, which should be ridiculously fun. So, busy week but good, even though I'm already behind in all my classes.
Cheers!
Drew, Now of Legal Age to Drink
EDIT 1: Ben is literally one of my favorite people in the world even though he hardcore ditched us that night.
EDIT 2: I woke up horribly sick on my birthday, but still went to Atlanta and had a blast-- my cousin drove down as well, and it was a big family affair. I had a jack and coke and a gin and tonic, my first two alcoholic drinks ever. I expected more coke and less tonic, but both were good. |
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| Just loosen up. |
[Jan. 3rd, 2006|04:37 am] |
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| | "Mondrian Moments," a mix by Deborah Rosenstein | ] |
Well, I'm sorry for leaving that last post up as the only one for so long. I wrote it on a really tough day, and it's probably not the most sunny piece of work. Overall, I've been doing well. The break has been ridiculously busy, trying to see everyone and, more importantly, really getting quality one-on-one time with as many people as possible. There's been a lot of running around town, experiencing suburbia at its finest with a lot of amazing old friends.
Christmas was amazing, and the associated times with family and friends. I have a new album up on facebook... you know, if you guys are into that kind of thing. My sister Claire and I have some especially good ones.
Chris and I drove to Chicago for New Year's with a bunch of his friends, going Knoxville -> Nashville -> Rockford -> Chicago -> Rockford -> Nashville -> Knoxville. We ended up driving about 1700 miles total on the trip. And we had a lot of fun. On the way out there, we almost died, a car spinning towards us across all lanes of the interstate over the inch of snow that was on the road in southern Illinois. Missed us by a foot. And then Chris's friends were all really cool, and we had a blast just bumming around the city, not to mention the holiday festivities. I've still never kissed anyone on New Year's. But, almost as a consolation prize, on New Year's there were a bunch of wasted international students standing next to us watching fireworks at the Navy Pier, and one of them decided that he wanted to be friends. He kept talking to me, continually apologizing for being wasted. After midnight, I finally said, "No worries! We can start over! It's 2006!" He said, "Man, you're right! I f***ing hated you in 2005, but we can be pals in 2006! I love you, man!" And I reciprocated, of course. Nashville was even a great time-- we hung out with Chris's friend Lisa, who is a crazy cool cat.
It's kind of strange-- nowadays, I'm not really sure what I want. I find myself wanting to be around girls because I miss being around a girl all the time, but -- I don't know. I've only been in one relationship, and it lasted a year, and it ended six weeks ago. Way too soon. But I have to admit that I just really wish that I could have a crush on someone, and that they could also show interest in me. It would just be really nice to feel likable in general.
But, even so, I'm doing well. It's been a blast hanging out so much with Chris, because I feel like we've really had a chance to catch up on pretty much everything, and also just goof off a lot together. And it's been good catching up with all the Knox Vegas townies and rocking out to a mix made by quite the incredible penpal. I hope all of you have a wondrous 2006. I'll be around.
Yrs,
Drew |
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| light pollution |
[Dec. 8th, 2005|09:04 pm] |
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I don't really post very often nowadays, but I feel like I need to tonight. I remembered, I guess, why I ever did in the first place. I still live in the dorms, here in my fourth year at Clemson, but they're admittedly the nicest ones. I live with Zach Ashton, one of my favorite people in the world-- I don't think we've ever had an argument (besides theological-- he's a Presbyterian, and we have had many a solid late-night debate). We have a couch, and our desks. My side of the room is terribly messy, but I'm the only one to ever mention how messy it is. We have posters of bands and movies and photographs (one of which I took), and a painting of bamboo that I gave Zach last year, maybe for Christmas, or maybe his birthday. Our room looks directly out on the stadium, and right now the lights are blazing into the fog-- it lights up the sky over the whole campus, light cold rain falling from the glow. It's right at freezing outside.
Honestly, the ethereal look of everything is the only thing holding me back from giving in to the panic and slow spiral I've been feeling over the past few days. I really haven't been doing well at all. I feel like all sorts of things, all kinds of movie scenes and songs, but really ultimately I feel homeless, and sad. Even on my medication, I feel like I'm slipping. I don't want you all to worry-- I'll be fine. And I know all the pieces of advice that shimmer like apothecary bottles in the dark-- every conversation I have, I offer myself more advice than the person I'm talking to does. But it's just hard to know what to grab ahold of right now.
The coffee shop is coming along nicely. We had a cupping with our coffee suppliers on Sunday, and it was a really incredible experience overall. She didn't tell us which coffees we were sampling and we had to rate them blind, and she threw Folger's and Starbucks into the mix. I was surprised at how low everyone rated Starbucks. Last Friday was the Mock Turtle Soup show and Saturday was the Christmas party at Ben's, which was amazing.
I just feel so lonely, I guess. I've just been really lonely, and I've been crying a lot. I know things will get better. I haven't lost hope. I know all the things I should know about the situation. It's just still very strange, and hard, and I've just never been through anything like this before.
I hope you all are taking care, and I hope that the next time I check in, I'll be feeling better. Take care, everyone. |
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| Short post. |
[Nov. 30th, 2005|12:39 am] |
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Katy and I broke up Saturday before last. |
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| Come on, feel the South Carolinae. |
[Sep. 25th, 2005|04:35 am] |
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| | A slight ringing in my ears that, 3 hours ago, was Sufjan. | ] |
I suppose it's a strange time to be updating, really, especially considering I haven't for a (long) while, there have been many other times when I had crazy cool and/or important things to say and I didn't update, and, for all intensive purposes, I have dropped off the map as far as tons of my friends go. The rest of the summer went quick, but was very good. I got to see Katy a couple of times after I got back, which was excellent--so many simple, good moments with the woman that I love. Nowadays I've been busy. I'm taking a decently tough semester and at the same time starting a business downtown-- a coffee shop. For those of you in Clemson (or just interested), we're going to try and get it opened by the beginning of Spring semester, it'll be open until 2AM on weeknights and all night on weekends above the Student Book Store. We're still toying around with names, but I'll get back to you on that.
( The rest of life (because I feel bad for taking up that much of your friends' pages, even just four times a year). )
P.S. I have some things for you, Deborah, and I want to get them to you soon. I was sick the past two weekends and basically was just too lazy. I'm sorry!
P.S.S. My address, everyone, is:
Drew Norris
7587 University Station
Clemson, SC 29632 |
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[Aug. 15th, 2005|12:40 pm] |
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| | cicadas, Marlee barking | ] |
So. I have been back for a bit, actually-- I guess about two weeks. The trip was amazing. We worked with college-age students, teaching English from a conversational English-focused curriculum. Blake got hepatitis, and I may have, and we had all the normal interesting foods (dog, scorpion, duck brain) minus cat eye (sorry Justin).
The night I got sick was really difficult-- I really thought I was going to die. And I prayed desperately that I wouldn't, but ultimately conceded to His will. And then I didn't. Die, that is. I finally even managed to sleep a little, and proceeded to sleep all the next day and every chance I got for several following days (hang-out time in the room, van rides, while lecturing in class, etc.).
There are so many more things that I could say about the trip-- the darkness in some places that almost palpably rages against anyone who stands for light, the way the memories of the students shift and pulse in my mind, simple solitary prayer and worship while perched on a rock with only grass and cattle in sight. We also went four-wheeling on the grasslands.
I guess that really, there's so much more than I'll be able to say on here, so e-mail me, call me, wait to see me, etc., if you want the long version. I'll post about the last couple of weeks very soon (Katy). |
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| Waking up is hard to do. |
[Jul. 4th, 2005|12:41 pm] |
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( I don't usually do these, but a firsts/lasts quiz... )
So much has been happening this summer. The visits to and from Katy have been amazing, and the relationship is better than ever. I've been growing a lot in my relationship with Christ, reading about different men of the faith in the Bible, and even now things that are going on in the world that we just never hear about, men of God raising up and claiming the power that is offered them. I leave on Friday, so this will probably be my last post for awhile. I'll be gone for about three weeks, leading a team to teach English overseas. I'm just trying to be the leader that I know I can be. I'm trying to work on myself a lot before we leave, and allow God to change my heart towards Him more and more every day. And it's working. There's way too much to do this week and not enough time to do it, but by the grace of God we'll be ready when Friday comes.
I hope you're all doing well and having an amazing summer. I love you guys. |
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| Cell. |
[Jun. 14th, 2005|07:11 pm] |
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| | Say Hi to Your Mom | ] |
I know I haven't posted in a while. Busy, busy, busy.
Cell's back. Old number. Hit it, at least to give me yours again.
Summer's been going well. Same old same old-- Steak and Shake, parks, downtown.
Too many weddings, but good ones. I was a groomsman for the first time, which was odd, I suppose. Real life is creeping up on us, huh?
More to come. For now, the phone's ringing. |
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| Worn out. With very clean teeth. |
[May. 2nd, 2005|06:28 am] |
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| | My bed's siren-song (note: I may never wake) | ] |
So I returned home this morning at about 5:15 AM, finally worn out from studying (I can't even begin to explain how much all this Chinese homework was getting me down), and started getting ready for bed. And THEN realized that I still had to pit my car/run some errands. Misery. However, these things are done, I'll be waking at 12:30 after a (I think) reasonable six hours of sleep, and then much, much studying for my two Tuesday exams. I have to admit that I'm ridiculously worried, but: I don't know. It'll be okay. I mean, regardless of what happens, the time for the exams will come and pass, and I'll still be alive on Wednesday. One excellent thing: the toothpaste I bought was on sale because it's new, but astronauts have evidently been using this kind of toothpaste in space for years (if the shiny metallic packaging is any indication-- also note the "micro-active foaming action"). If you can't tell, I'm pretty excited about it. So I'm feeling generous, and am willing to do the following, if you are willing to either post this in your journal or write me something back when I do. However, be warned that I'll have to do this at my leisure, considering the busyness of the week.
o1. Reply with your name and I will write something about you.
o2. I will then tell what song/movie remind me of you.
o3. If I were to apply an o'clock to you, it would be...
o4. I will try to name a single word that best describes you.
o5. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you.
o6. I will tell you what animal you remind me of.
o7. I'll then tell you something that I've always wondered about you.
o8. Put this in your journal |
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[Apr. 27th, 2005|02:03 am] |
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| | Ben Harper - Not Fire, Not Ice | ] |
The past few days have just been so comforting and meaningful to me, trying to spend some time with Katy before the break. On Friday, Katy managed to find a bamboo forest that she'd heard about because she thought that I'd love it, and we went there. And it was gorgeous, weaving through the sixty-foot-tall bamboo stalks and broken shafts of sunlight. It was just such a beautiful place, and such a blessing to be able to experience it with the woman that I love.
On Sunday me and Katy had a huge talk about all different kinds of things, hopes and fears and thoughts about us and life in general, relationships and what they necessarily entail. It meant a lot to me, in a way I can't really describe. Just the fact that I can be completely open with her and so I really have nothing to worry about in all this, that we're experiencing and tackling all of life together. We each have our own demons to face alone, but anytime we need encouragement and support from the other, we have it.
And yesterday Katy was talking to her brother online, and he evidently hadn't had a meal in three days. Which is ridiculous, of course. So today we went to Atlanta and bought him some food and then just hung around with him and his girlfriend, getting Starbucks and just spending time with a fellow brother and sister in Christ. It means so much to get closer to these people that already mean so much to Katy, and I jump at every opportunity I get to do so. I'm sick, so I'm worried that I wasn't as talkative (and basically just cool) as I otherwise might have been, but I know that they appreciated how much we wanted to help them.
However, at the moment, I'm absolutely exhausted, and I'm feeling rather miserably sick, so I think I'm going to head to bed.
IMPORTANT NOTE FOR EVERYONE: I jumped in the pool with my cell phone in my pocket on Friday night. Anyone who wants me to be able to get in touch with them, either leave your number here or e-mail it to me at dnorris@clemson.edu. And that means everyone, and I will not think it strange if anyone obscure leaves their number. |
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[Apr. 22nd, 2005|03:57 am] |
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Everything makes me tired. |
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