How have I made absolutely no impact on you? How does life continue to be the same, the world continue to turn for you? How have I been nothing? A blip on the radar screen at best? Admitedly, I have given you more thought than you fucking ever deserve, but how have I been just...nothing? I feel unremarkable.

For the last few times I've left Boston, I've always been exhausted, either from flying/time changes, dancing the night away, or just ridiculously fighting the rain. For the last two times it's been at like midnight or so and I just look at my favorite city and wish I could solidify how much I love it into words. That's all, I guess ( Read more... )

When it rains for more than a few days (in this case, over a week), I do things like watch Moulin Rouge and cry like a little kid who has fallen off of her bike (especially now that Come What May has some...attachment to it ( Read more... )

Today, for one of the first times I think ever, words just came out of my mouth.

"I just feel so unspecial!"

I don't know where they came from but then I talked about them for the next hour or so with my present company and realized why I feel that way. It was very strange but really just, good.I also have had this weird thing about my bed lately ( Read more... )

"Chapter Twelve: I'm Devastated. She's Nice ( Read more... )

I basically took the longest and most painful test of my life today, and after eating a lot of Olive Garden food, I did this:


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1. Crap (Except for being Frisbee MVP!)
2. Crap
3. CRAP.
This morning Mr. Bowen saw me first thing and said, "Good morning, Rebecca," to which I replied, "Well, I wouldn't go straight to good." He thought it was funny. I scowled ( Read more... )

I like France, it's pretty ( Read more... )

So I am in France ( Read more... )

Dave: So you're going to Oberlin ( Read more... )