The other day, I came face to face with the discovery of another Angela H. Chi in this world. How? She found me on the Face Book. She is a biochem major in San Antonio Texas who is part of a sorority. One with lots and lots of pink. Fascinating, and yet somewhat disappointing to know that my name is not unique (but then, most people have at least one other person with their name in the world).
Anyway, I'm home for the weekend in happy, pretty smelling Danbury. I never thought I'd associate Danbury with "pretty smelling," but the moment I stepped into my house, I caught a whiff of fresh air and flowers and thought to myself, "I like this a lot better than city air." But then, city air consists of garbage and car exhaust and god knows what else.
Being at home also reminds me of my loneliness. I tried calling up a few old friends today, but they never answer the phone. I guess they're just too busy or can't remember who the heck I am. It's a bit sad how life changes after you go away to college. Maybe that's what's making me so restless. I remember everyone I used to be friends with, all my orchestra buddies and classmates, and now they're just sort of...well...gone.
On another note, my boss showed me what I consider to be the best sketchbook every - moleskine notebooks. I have to get myself some for the next school year! And no, they're not made out of moles.
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Hey!!! thanks for the Chinese note on my Xanga. I'm excited and nervous for RPI...like is my roomie going to be scary and non-compatible; and we will thusly never get along?
The Tiffany I mentioned has an older brother who graduated with..your class, I think...so yes they're probably the same.
Not like I address anyone using Miss or Master...haha~ it was Miss Scarlett in the Drawing Room with the candlestick!
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