smileyjess

he just called me. they sewed him all back up. he's on some pretty major painkillers and must go to the plastic surgeon a few more times for further operations. he sounded fine when he called me. he said he just feels foolish. i said i knew how that went, then said "shit happens dude" (verbatim his words upon hearing my feelings of hopelessness/ stupidity after my accident.) he laughed. his surgeon graduated from yale. (i kind of choked up.) i'm so unbelievably relieved he's okay.

last night i hung out with one of my favorite yalies (again.) ross called me up after school (while i was with sra going over subjuntivo locoooo) and we made plans to catch a flick and grab some grub. so we went to panera and literally sat and talked for a few (~2.5) hours. he never ceases to amaze me... each time we meet up when he's home i'm still as much in awe of his intelligence as the first time i met him way back in my freshman year when he was *gasp* a senior. (he wasn't lying to me when he said it would fly by.) last night we talked post graduation plans - his (because i'm so sick about talking about mine. and how there just aren't any right now.) next year he'll graduate from yale and plans to go to law school, maybe eventually open a practice in boston, he hopes. (i said what about nyc and he was like jess. yankee territory? wtf are you thinking? i had to laugh. hardcoreeeeeee and i love it). i asked if he would go to yale law school and he said last time he checked he didn't have a 4.0. (only 185 applicants are accepted a year. that's more daunting than the statistics about the undergrad school that are in my nightmares [and daymares].) but i know he could do it. he's ross. we caught a late show and a drunk driver on the way home (thank god i didnt have to drive last night. i've never liked driving after 1230 much as it was, forget it in the past 3 weeks.)

this morning i woke up at 8 and was at cranston wast (eww, gross. ::shiver:: that school is so awful, thank allah i dont go there) by 830 for a debate tournament. i hadnt anticipated going, but i sure as hell did not feel like going to work today, plus i have only been to two other ones so far this year. keefe was happy i was there, i hung out with the ever so amazing becka_roo and jimmy d. becka flattered me with compliments and jimmy was just his usual jovial self. i came home in the best mood and studied el subjuntivo loco for a few more hours. napped for an hour, and just ate dinner a few minutes ago. i dont know where the rest of my family is.

in other news, it's amazing how just going to school for just one day knocked me right back down a few notches on the self esteem ladder. blah.

i can't take my eyes off of you