Chris and I went for a beer to watch the game on Thursday night and I let him know I was feeling sad waves of nostalgia about my single life. I don't plan on breaking up with him, we are happy together, but next week we'll have been dating for 3 months and seeing time fly by always makes me uneasy (the happy-single-wild-life complex, I say). We spent a strange weekend, seeing I was pissing him off by being distant and he was pissing me off by being so dependent. Monday, I got him to understand I needed time for myself, seeing I was overwhelmed with everything else in my life.

College has been hectic, seeing spring break is coming along and suddenly all the teachers harass us with work deadlines. I've been making it through fantastically, I think. I was given a crash course last weekend on how to be a producer (for that school project I got my scenario selected for) and I'm super excited about working on that.

Last weekend as well, I went back into my partying mode (which I have been out of since last summer, basically... seeing I used to party hardcore a year ago, having taken a semester off). I went to Nico's place and Jonathan and Melanie joined us around 1 in the morning. We did a bit of mdma, talked about all sorts of things and got dressed up with Nico's wigs. Someone proposed to play hide and seek, but as we were hiding, Nico fell out of his hiding place above the shower, broke the pole and shower head (so there was basically just a hole in the wall above a bathtub).

It was hilarious, but Nico got injured with the broken metal pole and cut his finger badly, the same finger Gab hurt last summer by falling off the roof, the same finger I am missing a piece of. Strange coincidence, no?

The night went on and we hotboxed Jonathan's bathroom, seeing he lives near by. Walking outside, I felt like I was in Eastern Europe (something with the church we always walk in front of and the biting cold), possibly because I have just finished reading Lost in Translation by Eva Hoffman, a beautifully written novel in which Poland and it's lifestyle is described amazingly. I strongly recommend it. (A round of applause for the girl who somehow manages to include book reviews in entries relating on drug use, thank you, thank you)