a quoi je joue? je joue de la guitare well, i finally got some of my essays done...i have a few more that aren't quite the hassle due tomorrow, so i have to get cracking. but it's just so fucking hard. i'm glad to have finally gotten some stuff done in the last little while, though. it's been a whirlwind of activity, with my 20th birthday and threesome and all...a good party sometimes is what one needs in these sorts of situations, you know, just for a chance to unwind.
it's great to have friends here at mount allison: dave gorman helped me get on the radio (even though i still maintain that i have a shitty voice), and people like jay and scott have let me indulge my noise-making side with the infamous 2a party (a stompingly good, complaint getting time). there have been many people that aren't in my immediate circle of friends that i'm still quite fond of: i'm surprised how well mireille eagan and i can converse (our little conversations have been a bit more satisfting than the usual smalltalk i engage in). sarah ross amuses and delights at a constant rate. the number of people that i have a lot of words of praise for would be too numerous to list.
i like it whenever i can remember my dreams...sometimes they can be the most intriguing situations i ever think of. driving around with a group of friends. swimming through the air. the girl from my past suddenly turning up on tv. another girl from my past being able to remember me. an airport on the top floor of my high school. i sometimes wish that the dream situations i get into are real. i liked some of those dreams: just the sensations i experience, the people (or representations of them in my dreams), bla bla bla. even unpleasant dreams (like the one where i dreamt i married someone i hardly knew, only to have her leave me before i got to consummate the marriage) had some good elements (i really wish i knew my wife in there better...there was something about her).
