September 16, 2007

deja what?

I've had some very odd dreams lately. They usually include some reference to camp. Other than that, they're pretty random. Last night, in the middle of the part of my dream where a little girl gets kidnapped by a very frightening man in a red shirt, I had dream deja vu. I literally thought, in my dream, I've had this very dream before. I'm not entirely sure if that's true but it was very weird nonetheless. I woke up feeling unsettled.

This weekend has been fairly enlightening. I discovered that it's much easier to trash talk someone to their face when they are drunk. OK, trash talk is a bit strong. Let's go with telling someone that you really think they're a dirtbag because of certain things they've done to certain friends. I also discovered that it's easier than I thought to be friends with someone I didn't really want to see again a short three months ago. And taking a step back as I have now makes me see clearly the reasons that we didn't have a whole lot of contact for awhile. Funny how those things become blurry when you're up too close to someone. I also discovered that as a girl I should apparently be defining myself as "so and so's girlfriend". Well, I have a few problems with this. One, and mostly, I am no one's girlfriend. Two, and really just as mostly, if I was, I would not introduce myself as such. I happen to be my own independent person. This came about because I was at a party with people I didn't know. I sat at a table with three other girls and we did the whole introductions thing. One looked at the girl named Erin and said "Oh, you're Phil's girlfriend." Erin said yes, and oh you're so and so's girlfriend, right? The first girl then looked at me and asked, "Are you anyone's girlfriend?" I replied no and thought to myself when did we start simply being someone's girlfriend?

A continuation of the things I'll miss about the South list
~ma'am and sir
~country songs playing at bars
~men holding doors for women
~cowboy boots and dresses/skirts
~girls tailgating in cute sundresses

September 5, 2007

indiana bound

i'm tan and proud as a result of hanging out at the pool for approximately 4 hours yesterday. it'll probably fade soon. i've been missing taco day at camp so i made my own for dinner tonight, complete with yummy homemade guacamole. i would like to say that i'm a decent cook. next on the list: pie. without the help of renee, the pie guru, which could prove to be very difficult.
in other news i'm moving. i'm taking my sweet black and white fuzzy couch and moving back to indianapolis. i feel like a bit of a hypocrite since i spent so much time this past year talking shit about people who graduated and moved back to our home town. this is not the same though. i mean, i went out and experienced the world man. i have good reason. i got a job at a children's magazine in marketing. i'm pretty freaking excited. except that leaving north carolina will be very sad. i love it here and am quite sure that someday i will end up in this lovely state again, preferably in the mountains. i am going to keep a running list of things i will miss about the south and nc. here's a start.

*the mountains and the beach in one state
*perfect strangers saying smiling and saying hello in the street and me not having to worry too much about them being pervy because people are just more friendly down here
*sweet tea, which i've started drinking recently
*southern accents
*people freaking out about 2 inches of snow

i have a feeling that the next few weeks are going to be very hectic. or i will put off preparing for the move until the week before i leave, which will be the week after our trip to ithaca so even better, and then i'll be losing my mind right before i go. yipeeee!!!!!