I love going home but I hate it. I love seeing my family and friends and being able to have some freedom. I love it more when Chris is home. But I hate being home when I start fighting with my mom/sister/brother, when my dad isn't home and when I finally have to come back to this hell hole. It hurts knowing I won't see Chris for 2 weeks. I've never
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and i'd be in your sorority, you know, if i didn't go to a different school. my nickname could be alto buddy or something haha.
oh! and i was procrastinating the other night (kinda like i'm doing now) and was reading my old entries. i found this one that was an im between the two of us before we went to canada and it was about voting someone (im sure you can remember who, think someone in chorus, female, who we didn't like and smelled bad) and you were like "oh,we should vote her off the trip" and i went "like survivor?" and we talked about extinguishing the maple leaf torch haha. i'll have to find it for you bc it made me laugh really hard after four years.
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