I don’t have time for anything but a quick update.
So here it is.
Today was a good day. I love my photography professor. I love my friends. I love people on the subway who point out empty seats for me. And I love how some of my friends will go out of their way to help me. It’s flattering, really, and it makes me feel very, very special.
Yesterday I marched for life in DC. The whole trip: 3am-10:30pm. It was awesome. I think I pulled a muscle in my knee. It was worth it.
Sunday was the choir’s first day with a new music minister. Huge adjustment. I still get queasy feelings in my stomach every time I think about the whole thing. I honestly don’t know how I’m pulling through like this. If it weren’t for my friends, I would have quit a long time ago. I thank God every day for them.
I should get back to doing homework. I have to read Plato and memorize French vocab and write a paper and shoot a whole roll of film — all in the next two days.
[Currently listening to: Downton Abbey soundtrack.]
