• opposite of those expectations •
Wednesday, November 21st 2001 01:43AM
Yes, no more. No more! :D
It's weird. Not that I am forcing myself to feel this way, but I am feeling freer now. My drive to prove them wrong is actually making me happier. I don't feel attached. I can do whatever I want to do now. Is there loneliness? No, not really. I find myself talking more...smiling more. And feeling at ease. Always remember Dale Carnegie.
Around 4:30 pm as my eyes started drooping, the fire alarm went off. It was a strange sight. The alarm is on the other side of the lecture hall. Once it starting buzzing, there was a wave of surprised screams and a jumpy shake. We rambled outside. Professor Dreyfus eventually just left and headed back to Moses Hall. Class cancelled. :) Not good though...it means that we'll have to rush in the next four lectures. I have barely touched Moby Dick.
I headed to Soda, because I had nothing else better to do. As I was walking through the hall to the CS61b room, this guy pops out of the consulting room. "Do you have a stapler?"
I think that I looked confused. I shook my head. But he looked familiar. It seemed like I was supposed to recognize him. I guess my look gave him the wrong message. "Are you okay?"
I nodded my head.
"No, really, are you? Your eyes are red."
Then he followed me into the 61b room. I got freaked out then and attempted to hide behind Boris and Richard. Eventually the guy left. I asked Richard if my eyes were red...and indeed they were. Embarrassment probably.
I attempted to help Boris with the lab, but he was able to debug on his own. Then he gave me a free DC dinner! Woohoo! :D I saw Jason there, and accidentally gave the wrong reaction. Yet, I think at this point I am ready to give up some of my past grudges. Only the ones that are 4 months old. Who knows what may happen four months from now? Maybe and maybe not. My longest grudge that I dropped yesterday was fourteen months. And then there the ones that never were officially called anything...
Anyway, so I was forced to be demure and serious. "Hello Jason," I said bluntly.
Somehow, he decided to saunter over and started talking. And he also knew who Boris was. Stalking my webpage, lately huh. Oddly enough though, the berkeley domain rarely shows up in my tracker. Must pay attention.
My roommates have passed around my sn. I don't know whether they find me too intriguing and want to share their interest with their peers. Or is it because I am the annoying roommate. :) Supershal17. You shouldn't have tried to look at my subprofile.
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