She took me to a dark stairwell and sobbed into my chest. And what do you say to that? And what do you say to "You're my fucking muse," and "I fucking love you," and "don't fucking let go"? Everybody lets go eventually. I feel awkward and alone.

The other day I changed all the sheets on my bed, and now suddenly I can complete writing assignments again. How bizarre.

I don't know. I don't. I'm afraid this isn't the place for me, but I'll grow so apathetic I'll never leave. I will do nothing, achieve nothing, and I won't even care enough to cry about it when I discover my life has amounted to nothing. All we have in this fucked-up world is the ability to care ( Read more... )

Our grade at Coe is supposed to be one of the smartest in recent history. It's also, so far, making a record as the most crazy. There have already beein something like six ambulances called to the campus. One guy OD'd on shrooms. Another guy, on the same night, pulled a knife. A lot of people are getting really ridiculously drunk for the first time ( Read more... )

i don't know what i want to say. I miss my people more than they know. I'm sorry, sarah, it's taking me so long to write. and toby, too. i will write you both, once life calms down, or perhaps once it grows more interesting. i don't know where i am. i need something to fall headlong into ( Read more... )

This orientation thing is odd. I am really bad with names still. My room is shaped like a dented triangle. My roomate is from nepal. This college is so college-like it's laughable. all the green lawns, the brick buildings, the white-bread middle-class. And there is no white-bread middle-class like that of the midwest. It's funny I should say that, ( Read more... )

My brother passes around sonograms of his unborn child ( Read more... )

heh. An unsigned note. I didn't know anybody who didn't sign actually read this journal. And no, Toby, they sure didn't seem to appreciate the entry. Who knew i could piss somebody off so much writing about peaches? Hot damn ( Read more... )

Today there was a weather advisory, something about a heat index of over a hundred. We went peach-picking, weather be damned, we like it hot, only used a/c grudgingly, only when isaac mentioned that the car was not unlike a sauna insomuch as unbearable warmth is concerned ( Read more... )

I don't feel even the slightest bit inspired to say anything. We lost power today, due to a dark and heavy storm that covered the roads in pine needles and snapped twigs, but it wasn't off for too long. Which is a very good thing, because i had to get online to fill out my very important student loan paperwork. it was also good, because the house ( Read more... )