forgetful
Its funny, I’ve been thinking a lot the past few days, seeing as I leave for college on friday. I’ve been doing some shopping to get the last few things I need before I leave for Rhode Island, and I have spent some time at Barnes and Noble. In the back to school section, they had some nice (and expensive) leatherbound journals on display with their compendiums of shakespeare and funny looking dictionaries. Looking at them made me think about how much I should keep a journal. Yet I know well enough not to make the mistake of buying one of those $25 journals because I will not write more than four or five entries in it. I am the same way with journals that a lot of people are with kitchen tools and exercise equipment. I always think that I’ll use it when I buy it, and then it goes on my bookshelf and never gets pulled out again. I like leafing through the crisp pages and thinking of how I will fill them with flowing dark writing about all my interesting thoughts and yet I never successfully finish a whole journal. I have some self-discipline, but not enough to motivate myself to write entries on a regular basis, and once a day becomes once a year. Too bad, really.
As I said, I leave for Providence on Friday. Thinking about leaving has made me rather wistful and serious recently, so I am redoubling my efforts to enjoy these next few days even more. I have so many people I should spend time with, but I have no idea how I could ever manage to fit any of them in. I have so much left to take care of.
Oh, and before I forget, go see Garden State. While not the best movie ever, it is pretty good, and has an excellent soundtrack.
August 24th, 2004 at 12:43 am
Loved that movie. Soundtrack is great - listened to it all the way to Port Townsend and back on Saturday. Great chill road trip music.
I’ve already promised Jenny that I’ll visit Providence next year (it’s just a 40min/$11 train ride away), so if all goes according to plan I’ll be seein’ you… she said something about a pirate-themed bar where they serve minors. I’m down.
Packing… shit, I should do that.