32 days to go...

i'm watching 90210, of course, and two ridiculous things just happened:
1) valerie was snooping through brenda's old things and found an autographed picture of dylan. what boyfriend seriously gives his girlfriend a framed picture of himself that says "to brenda love dylan"? i mean, sign me up for one of those, but dylan and i don't have a history... yet.
2) valerie is walking around with the top button of her jeans undone. and it was BEFORE she ate dinner! after dinner, i understand, but before dinner, you're pretty much saying the same thing as a geisha who ties her obi in the front! and everyone knows that that means...

but, back to reality.
as much as it is a bummer to take a late train home, i get a chance to see some interesting people. i saw a guy playing klondike on his iPod, which was comforting to me to know i was not the only one who chooses to waste my time in such an addictive manner. i saw a man who had some kind of intellectual/developmental delay rocking out on his discman. he was singing and dancing and was so happy. i wish i was as unselfconscious or uninhibited to enjoy life like that. also, after i got off the train and it left the station, it stopped again. they were letting a guy off who missed the stop. i thought that was really nice of them. and i shared a smiled over it with the cute, young conductor.

this next month is going to be hard. i need some serious focus on school, but all i can think about is the summer... i just need to keep looking out for the bright spots like tonight.