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ok... so the nervousness is slowly fading
but the homesick is growing
i miss my mom, dad, friends, privacy, bed, long showers, knowing lots of people, and the feeling of belonging
the mornings are the hardest... i wake up and realize im not home.
last night i had a horrible dream... i dont remember it at all... i just remember wanting to drive home as soon as i woke up from it... i felt the urge to make sure everyone was alright... i hope everyone is...
i miss the smell of home... or actually... the lack of a smell... nothing smells familiar here... there is always something to smell... the dustyness of the dorms, the cleaning products in the bathroom (atleast it doesnt smell like shit)... speaking of bathrooms...how hard is it to pee in a fucking urinal without missing? or how about clean up ur fucking hair out of the sink after you shave... fuck, so gross.
there is this guy accross the hall who listens to 311 way loud... his music fucking sucks... oh and he has the sides of his head shaved but the top is like slicked back and gelled... what a fucking winner... fucking racist
ok so i want an acoustic guitar, oldschool skateboard, and a 35 mm slr camera (completely manual)... i think im coming home thursday dont know how long im staying... either saturday or sunday.... then the weekend after this one people should come up and visit me.... someone should come live near me... so i can get out of the dorms...
i want to join this film club thing, i want to start helping people make movies and such as soon as possible, it will keep me busy, i feel like there is not enough time to do all the homework and shit i get, but i also feel like there is too much downtime
i figured out what type of people prettymuch go to LMU... its the kids who wanted to go to USC but drank and did too many drugs in highschool to get into there and now come here... everyone fucking drinks everynight... for no reason... just to get drunk... im not like that... alot of people also smoke alot of weed... i pass on grass...
today while walking through the halls i kept seeing people that reminded me of other people... i saw an Anrew, Milliken, Sweig, Kristy, and a Megan... the day before i saw a tom... i have yet to see a jess... him and his fucking originality, or gayness? fag...
well im going to go to my spot on the bluffs for the 2nd time today and read and do some homework
i miss you all
love,
Scott
but the homesick is growing
i miss my mom, dad, friends, privacy, bed, long showers, knowing lots of people, and the feeling of belonging
the mornings are the hardest... i wake up and realize im not home.
last night i had a horrible dream... i dont remember it at all... i just remember wanting to drive home as soon as i woke up from it... i felt the urge to make sure everyone was alright... i hope everyone is...
i miss the smell of home... or actually... the lack of a smell... nothing smells familiar here... there is always something to smell... the dustyness of the dorms, the cleaning products in the bathroom (atleast it doesnt smell like shit)... speaking of bathrooms...how hard is it to pee in a fucking urinal without missing? or how about clean up ur fucking hair out of the sink after you shave... fuck, so gross.
there is this guy accross the hall who listens to 311 way loud... his music fucking sucks... oh and he has the sides of his head shaved but the top is like slicked back and gelled... what a fucking winner... fucking racist
ok so i want an acoustic guitar, oldschool skateboard, and a 35 mm slr camera (completely manual)... i think im coming home thursday dont know how long im staying... either saturday or sunday.... then the weekend after this one people should come up and visit me.... someone should come live near me... so i can get out of the dorms...
i want to join this film club thing, i want to start helping people make movies and such as soon as possible, it will keep me busy, i feel like there is not enough time to do all the homework and shit i get, but i also feel like there is too much downtime
i figured out what type of people prettymuch go to LMU... its the kids who wanted to go to USC but drank and did too many drugs in highschool to get into there and now come here... everyone fucking drinks everynight... for no reason... just to get drunk... im not like that... alot of people also smoke alot of weed... i pass on grass...
today while walking through the halls i kept seeing people that reminded me of other people... i saw an Anrew, Milliken, Sweig, Kristy, and a Megan... the day before i saw a tom... i have yet to see a jess... him and his fucking originality, or gayness? fag...
well im going to go to my spot on the bluffs for the 2nd time today and read and do some homework
i miss you all
love,
Scott