You gave me hyacinths first a year ago. They called me the hyacinth girl.

currently listening to: "death is not a parallel move" by of montreal

amber is coming to visit the first week of may! and lo! the semester ends on the first! so i'll be home that week, for both amber and my birthday, before coming back to take that four week bio class. i'm glad that works out.

i took a walk while it was snowing today. it was gorgeous. tomorrow i am performing-ish in a play/presentation in romantic lit. that class is not my favorite. the content is fine, i'm looking forward to coleridge, but that professor relies on histrionics and behaviorist methods to get people "involved" which for me personally is not conducive to "actively thinking". instead she makes the class into a competition for little chips, which i cannot respect. i am trying not to worry about it, but participation is a huge part of the grade for that class. i won't worry about it. it'll work out.

if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
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sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start
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