Girls, girls, girls

Talked to Renita for a long time last night...it seems to me that maybe an hour and a half is the right timeframe, but it could have been more than that. Or less. Time gets hazy for me at night. Especially when I'm writing. Which I was attempting to do, very terribly. I ended up using one of my other poems for today...it is a really great poem, though, at least, I really like it, and it isn't old, not really. I wrote it a couple weeks ago, and I wanted to workshop it then, it just didn't fit the assignment. But. Renita. It's honestly more than a little scary how well I hit it off with this girl, and how much we are really the same person. So. Am looking even more forward to her coming this weekend...3 full days left, and then it's Saturday. Also managed to disclose and discuss with her a particular aspect of who I am that made Austin more than a little uncomfortable. And I do understand where he's coming from, it's not like I'm being a jerk about it. I'm just...being stubborn about it, which is almost the same thing. *sighs* This is where LJs security would come in handy. As I have no idea who reads this, since I post my link several places. In any case, though I am talking around the issue, the people involved know what I mean. And really, it isn't so much being stubborn as...I don't know. Feeling as though I'm being denied something for no real reason. And there is reason, as I said, I do know where he's coming from, but. We're just very different on this issue, I suppose. And, as I told him, I don't want to force him into pretending he's okay with something when he really isn't. Oh. And. Apparently there are stupid sorority girls on DePauw's campus who feel the continuing need to be mean to another of Austin's friends. Fuck 'em, dude. It bugs me the way that girls are sometimes...because I do think there's truth in the idea that girls are more cruel than boys. It upsets me a little and embarrasses me a lot to know that I share anything with these sorts of females, even just biological make-up. Ugh. So. I'm sorry for them, and sorry for anyone that has to deal with this sort of girl. *jumps subjects* Reading Gulliver's Travels right now for my Lit class. Love Swift, he's so fabulous. Are we surprised, though, that Erin enjoys something Irish? I think not. :) In any case, I do like political metaphor writing in any sense, so this is such a fun piece for me. It makes me a little sad that Ireland is becoming more and more of an industrialized nation, because of where it takes their writing. There has always been something mystical about Ireland, and perhaps that mystical quality is waning. I, of course, refuse to believe such a thing. It will always be magical to me. I feel like my writing has suffered in 303 this semester. Perhaps I learned all I could from Cecil last semester and I should have done 403 with Manning, who is apparently fuckin' amazing, this semester. Ah well. I still have three semesters on campus, two with workshops, and I do want to do my English Honors Project (eee! I did get admitted to that last night!) with someone in the creative writing dept. So. We'll see what goes down. *re reads* Sorry, I guess this post isn't very interesting, but I do need to get ready for class and do some readings. So. I'll catch y'all later.