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Sunday June 27, 2004

June 26, 2004

Today was nice and laid back.  I slept in, and then went to Andrea’s house.  We went to the Galleria and I tried on tons of polos, button-up shirts, and pants at Express.  I ended up getting a yellow polo, a pale-pink polo, a dark blue button-up, a white button-up, khakis and a belt.  Now, I have nice clothes that I can wear when I work and also on other occasions when I want to dress nicely.  Beth and Eric also met us at the mall, and we looked at some other stores and visited Xopher at Z Gallerie.  After dropping off some paper recycles at Reed Elementary School, I went back to Andrea’s for a bit, then home.  Andrea’s mom was kind enough to hire me to mow their lawn.  Yay for that. 

I finally set up wireless internet for my PC, so now I have my computer in my room.  That’s good, and it’s also forcing me to clean my room while I’m sitting here.  The Card’s are incredible at the moment, so I’m happy about that.  Andrea and Eric came over later tonight and we played Scrabble.  Andrea had trouble finding a spot to put a bingo-bonus word down, so she kept skipping her turn!  We also watched a Food Network show on a BBQ cooking contest in Kansas City, MO and Blind Date.

I guess when I think about it, I really have changed since high school.  Physically, my hair is a lot different, I attempted to work out more during college, and I gained weight (which I like to think was the result of more muscles haha).  Socially, I guess I’ve become more concious about my views on religion, current event topics like the War in Iraq and abortion, and perhaps a tad more cynical.  But is it a bad or good thing?  I always thought college years are when you ‘find yourself’ or get a better sense of ‘who you are,’ so in that case, I have done a little bit of soul-searching.  If that means it might make people do a double-take when seeing me again, I guess that’s just how it’s going to be - I can’t go back to being the person I used to be and I can’t really change some of my mannerisms that have been adopted so subconsiously at Stanford or during high school.  I’m content with who I am, and I guess that’s most important.  I think for the most part my friends still like me for who I am.  Not sure where I’m going with this, but I guess I just need to be sure I’m living the life I want to live and recognizing that life at Stanford and life in St. Louis are still the same life for me, even though they may be in different places.