sentimentality

Hey surprise, surprise – over six weeks have passed with no one entry.

But I figure I’d better change my non-blogging ways now so I can be in the habit when I go to Ireland - that way I can document all my Dublinocities to the tee.  Brilliant.

The semester has gone surprisingly well so far.  I feel alot less stressed than I would have ever anticipated.  Almost to the point where it feels like I’m doing something wrong because I dont have more to do at any given point. But I’m sure that’ll all change in the span of one day and all of a sudden my life will be crazy go nuts stressed, as seems to be the way things happen in college.

Today was just one of those beautiful days on campus – the sun was shining, and the temperature was the perfect spring breeze setting – loved it.  Woke up at 1, which is amazingly something I’ve only done like one other time this semester so far.  Brunched with Zy and Jane, and discovered the amazing taste sensation of apple cinnamon waffles.  Then I read these really witty and brilliant fiction stories outside by the volleyball courts.  This one in particular just stuck with me. It was just so wonderfully written, I wanted to read it again right after I was done.  That’s what I love about new fiction short stories – they can be so so good, and so fun to discover – like a great little indie movie, or an upcoming singer/songwriter.  Then I cleaned, which I bizarrely don’t mind doing in college.  Gossip Girl and ANTM made up the TV for the night. 

Then tonight was the Mod Quad basilica mass so I brought up the gifts at mass.  Lately, it seems more and more that I find myself analyzing religious norms and culture and my background  in general when I’m at mass.  Not that that’s a bad thing – in fact, I think it’s quite a good thing.  It’s just really interesting to think back over all the things in my life that I just took forgranted having gone to Catholic school my entire life.  I still feel like I’m somewhere in the middle – not ready to profess my faith and have a strong conviction like alot of the faith groups on campus, but definitely not ready to denounce religious institution or a belief in God.  Right now I’m just riding the in-the-middle train.

Anyway, I suppose it’s time to get to bed so I can go waste some time in existentialism tomorrow, fake some pronunciation skills in Irish and listen to other people’s short stories in creative writing – is this really my junior year of college? hah.