the female gaze

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Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



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Friday, August 29, 2003
 
Let the Games Begin

I've been out almost every night this week and living as close to the good life as possible since I landed here in Madison. I will admit that my confidence was suddenly shaken last night - for some reason it all came rushing in... fear of classes and disorganization and the like. I hope this will past and that the weekend will be academically productive and also practical and allow for laundry, haircuts, and other essentials. The count down has officially begun and this is my last weekend before I become a student all over again.