i was surprised and proud of myself at how i survived my move-in without feeling the inclination to break down and cry.

and then i woke up this morning, and realized how much i wish i were at home. here it's cramped and uncomfortable and i don't have nearly enough food hoarded in my dorm for survival. i hope it gets better.

"you
are so
fucking
wierd"

-mom.

best friends friends fill up best friend's text inboxes multiple time in one day
with cheesy dr. phil advice that is desperately needed.

i feel bad that i've lost touch with basically everyone lately.
people who have left, people who haven't left, everyone.
it's not that i don't miss you, i promise.

you called me up and asked me quietly
if i would like to meet you for a drink
but when i got there you just looked at me
as you spoke to yourself,
"if you take me home tonight
i know that we will kiss
and one of us will fall in love
and it will be a mess
but if you want to take a chance
then please just let me know."
i slammed my glass down on the bar
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dear anyone,
please give a fuck.

i want to send and recieve packages
and letters and photos, snail mail style.
when i get my new address, it's ON.

i've never believed in grudges.

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perfect record of passed ap tests: check.

not such a big deal
unless you had as bad of a time in physics
as i did.
i feel good [about that].