Labyrinth

currently 11.1.2009

November 1st, a quarter way through my senior year. I’m having a relaxing evening listening to the shins, decemberists, and radiohead and reading the times. I’m not sure what to make of my senior year so far. It’s been much, much different than any other year. For one, I have no psets, and feel like I’m constantly planning or going to meetings. I feel slightly less academically motivated/accountable than previous years - at least when it comes to doing the readings in my poli sci classes.

Swimming has its ups and downs. Sometimes I’m tired and have a lot on my plate, and practice doesn’t really relax me any. Other times, I’ll sleep 4 hours and have a great lactate set.

I’ve only picked up my guitar a handful of times since coming to Boston. My nails on my right hand aren’t even the right length or texture to play right now if I wanted to, and that does bother me some. I went from practicing Scarlatti for hours in Ashland to nothing here.

The hall is different. Chris is at Phi Delts, and Sam’s at Ashdown. I miss having both of them around. That being said, I’m right next to Ryan and Stacedog. The freshmen on the hall are AMAZING (I love them so much), and I’ve also gotten a lot closer to Chris C., which has been really cool.

Plans for next year are up in the air. I’m being as open as possible, because I think that making a rigid plan blocks out incredible things one could be doing. I never thought I’d end up at MIT, certainly never “planned” to come here. I think doing the same for post-college could be interesting and rewarding. I’ve interviewed a few places, applied to TFA, will apply to TPP, and possibly some master’s programs.

Signing out for the night,
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