Currently Reading
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (Penguin Classics)
By James Joyce, Seamus Deane

Gosh, I love you guys so much. I miss you all so incredibly much. I've finally gotten to where I have friends here in the house but whenever I talk to them I talk so much about you guys. It makes me miss you more. I want to see you all and hang out and talk and everything. It's so funny there are people here who remind me of you guys... like I just saw two of the seniors wearing blankets as capes and running around the halls.... then there's a junior who says really random things... but not quite like you Klink, she's a lot drier. Anyway, I hope you all know that I love you and that I'm sorry I haven't talked to any of you (except Licia) in forever. Call me if you ever need anything, I try to remember to have my cell phone with me when I go places. Or IM me. Monica, get back on yahoo, I definitely left you fun messages there last week. I know I'm never around on AIM, it's because there's a guy from Wabash who wants to go on a date with me and I don't want to be mean but he just creeps me out. Anyway, I'll get up the nerve to clear it up and then I'll be around more I think.... that is if my homework clears up a bit. Homework is my life and it's all papers and reading. In case it interests anyone, I quit orchestra here. I wasn't having fun anymore; I don't need to credits; and I felt it was stressing me out and keeping me from doing the kinds of community service I wanted to do. So now I'm tutoring on Wednesdays with a program called French Enrichment where we teach little kids little bits of French... and I'm going to start doing IRC (Indiana Reading Corp) soon.

All my chronicling love,
Court