cimorene

there was a sociology department party last night which i skipped--the second one they've had since i enrolled to the subject that i haven't gone to. and i kind of want to but on the other hand... i hate parties where i don't know almost everyone present, i hate people in general, i especially hate groups of people, and i don't really like going out. so i was torn already, and the fact they were having it on my birthday (and that it was bring your own alcohol and there was some expectation of dollar-store-type presents for joke-gift exchange and... i don't know where the finnish dollar store is and... ugh!) decided me to indulge myself, since it was my birthday, by just doing what i wanted angst-free.

only now i open my email (for the first time in three days--my official school email, shut up!, nobody ever uses it for anything) and there's this whole personal email from sldl, who charitably assumes that i don't know about the party because i'm new here, and personally encourages me to go even though the enrollment date had passed, because, he says, it's important for creating your "sociological identity" and part of school life and blah blah. and then says he hopes my classes and everything are going fine too and offers to discuss it later. um. so. at least the party is past so i don't have to go, and now i just have to feel guilty.

ps--hey

perhael, ♥! tim! (i totally saved your present and didn't open it till my actual birthday last night.)

pps--i have switched my journal's wallpaper for another antique wallpaper and the colours accordingly. this one is just until i exchange it for something more blue and channukahey probably.