okay, so here I am at Cornell, sitting in Olin, using the computer which is logged on in some poor girl's name. eeee. it feels so, so weird to be back, you guys. the House is still there, although it's really messy because the RenCom (renovations committee, I deduced that all by myself) is putting in an elevator. times sure are a-changin'. everything seems pretty intact, though--there are two cats, and the food in the refrigerator is different, and although I haven't seen Amina or Nathan I mentioned that I know them, and that I cracked Nathan's skull, and the three people I was talking to said, "oh, that was
you?" I'm here for five days, and I'm the only visiting person since KEEGAN CANCELED at the last minute. not his fault, but I am still sad. there's a girl that looks just like Miriam but has some kind of exotic accent.
to sid in particular: this philosophy guy I was talking to, I think his name is Bruno, answered "YES" when I asked, "do you feel like you missed out by being here and not at the Freshman Experience thing?" he said it's much harder to meet people because all the freshman dorms are on the other side of campus. hm. actually a lot of them seemed kind of iffy about Cornell overall, but I guess people are bound to complain about whatever school they go to. or maybe they aren't lying when they say they wish they'd gone to Stanford? hard to tell. I don't know. I feel weird, like the first day of tasp when I didn't know anyone and was just wandering around bumping into people like a quiet, confused cue ball. Simon (the house president?) has offered to take me to some kind of weird techno/strings/bongo concert on saturday, and I have nothing better to do. he also offered me a cigarette.
oh! that reminds me! remember our whiteboard, the one by the phone where all the messages were, and that big muscley bald guy that Rafie drew on it? yeah, well, all our stuff is still on there!!! there are messages telling me and Sid to call our mothers, and a note from Blaen saying to wake her up if her dad calls. it was like traveling back in time.
sorry I'm babbling, you guys, but I really really miss you all. the first thing I thought of when the House came in view was that I wanted a psychic computer linkup so I could tell you guys, "hey! the House is in view! and there's a cat... and this guy named Simon... and it seems I have no room to stay in."
I miss you all so much. we must must must have a reunion, and I think I will steal the whiteboard so it can be present. don't know yet about going to Cornell or the House. anybody else made college decisions?