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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Mon, May 24
... I feel like a woman
No idea what to say. I should be polishing those last couple of papers that are so close to being finished, it's not even funny.

I'm excited for my trip, but there's a part of me that doesn't really want to leave. No, scratch that. I do want to; it's just weird. It's always strange to be gone for such a long time. It's like a time warp--everything seems to stay the same, but things can change so much in a month and a half. I always feel like I should come back to the same world I left, but it's inevitably a little bit different. As am I, I guess.

It'll be interesting to see how this trip is different. Or how I'm different when I get back. Personal enrichment and enlightenment isn't really the primary focus, but you never know what's going to happen.

Stop the world, I want to get off.

Things are moving so fast.

But I'm excited, because within a week, I'll be watching musicals on London's West End.

Global TV has old SNL reruns on every night. This one is from sometime in the very early '80's, I think. Cast like Bill Murray, Jane Curtin, and Dan Ackroyd, and the host is Sissy Spacek.

Hmmm. I need sleep.

One year ago today: But still. They looked so young and old at the same time. Beautiful, handsome, but kids playing dress-up. There was something about the whole scene that was just one big oxymoron. I know that seeing my kids dressed up like that doesn't have the same effect on me, but seeing all these guys like that--it was like they were too young to look like that.
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posted at 11:06 p.m.