I can't keep in touch with people. Like, I try. But, really, I feel like I am more of a person-to-person person. I know it's not the end of the world, but I'd like to be able to keep in touch with people. I've recently broken my addiction to effbook, and realized that e-mail is what I live for. And I've tried the e-mail pen pal thing. But when it's someone I really care about, someone I really know, I can't write e-mails that mean something. I do the whole 'this is junk mail' thing really well, but that's because it doesn't take much thought or effort or time. I want people to know that I care about them, and short by-the-wayside emailed comments just doesn't cut it for me (if you are someone I 'junk mail' I don't mean that I don't like you. I probably just see you more than I see most other people).
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I just saw Orson Scott Card speak here (in Denton). I think that he might be one of the most intelligent speakers I've ever heard AND he wasn't a jerk like Stahlman, so, overall, I'd say he was a pretty swell guy.
Fiction is vicarious memory. We remember things that haven't or don't happen to us... We don't have to die to know what is worth dying for.
I recorded some of his speech. Usually I don't- I'm quite happy with pictures and I'd rather have the memory of having seen and heard whatever while there rather than the memory of having seen and heard whatever from my camera. I'm not going to post it anywhere, but I wanted to be able to go back and revisit the wonder I felt at his knowledgability (which isn't a word, beeteedubs).
He joins the list of important people who have spoken at me. It *might* have altered my life. Pretty good. =)
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I've made the decision to study abroad next year. I don't know if I can get my ducks all in a row, but if I do, I'm leaving. I have nothing more to offer Rice, I think. Rice has little left to offer me, maybe. Two problems, though. My family, obviously. Don't know how well I'd be able to live without seeing them pretty much whenever I want. Med school. I've have to do all sorts of interviews, and applications would be, uh, interesting. I don't know. Do I really want to have to deal with any of that while away? No, probably not. Edit: I talked with someone at Sunday Supper (now that I'm obviously back in Houston) about their experience in med school, and before, when I was like 'ugh, idk, pre-meds disgust me sometimes' I sorta really thought I didn't want to do it. I think talking with this person changed my mind. =) /edit. Anyway, I have an appointment to meet with the Study Abroad folk on Wednesday to talk about if I have the ability to leave Rice. funfun.
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