End of Summer

Thursday, 22 August 2002

the sum­mer is over. it was a good sum­mer. i read very much. Its a tossup as to whether Walden or A Clockwork Orange was my fa­vorite read. Pretty dif­fer­ent books, eh? I wasn’t quite as ac­tive as I wished to be, but I got 6 more fenc­ing lessons than I ex­pected. I watched Lawrence of Arabia yes­ter­day. I wish they still made movies like they did back in the day. I also watched Gosford Park to­day. It was al­right, but noth­ing com­pared to Lawrence.

i leave for school on Saturday. I’m al­most to­tally packed and ready to bust out. Connersville is bor­ing bor­ing bor­ing. Especially when all your friends are al­ready back at school. stu­pid ND starts and ends a week af­ter every­one else. I’ve al­ready started read­ing some of the books for my classes. Yes, that is in­cred­i­bly nerdy, but its not so much to get ahead as the fact that the books are pretty damn in­ter­est­ing. right now i’m start­ing reel to real: race, sex, and class at the movies by bell hooks. it is pretty damn in­ter­est­ing so far.