I've spent the past two evenings sitting around in room 113, namely Christine, Brenden, Sam, and Marina's apartment, just talking and sipping on tea, which has been lovely. Tonight we played pictionary at 1012, which would've been more fun on copious amounts of drugs, though a few were drunk. Reggie went really far out of his way to cheer me up, ( Read more... )

Okay, so now things are going far better than they were yesterday. I met some cool girls at dinner last night from Porter, went up to their dorm and ended up chilling with a group of guys, which led me to chilling with a kid named Levi at his apartment with his mates, which led to me chilling with a kid named Noah at a sucky dance, which led to me ( Read more... )

So I haven't even been here a full day and I feel kind of lost and lonely. I haven't really met anyone that I'm too interested in getting close to. I just find everyone either irritating, boring, or stupid. Or, I feel like there's probably cool people somewhere, I'm just not finding them. Maybe things will change once classes start and I find ( Read more... )

So I'm packed and ready to leave tomorrow. With the exception of a few last minute things (like my fish and toothbrush), everything is in the car and ready to go. I actually just found a video on facebook where two kids snuck into a Kresge apartment, that was literally ONE room next to mine... so now I have a pretty good idea what it looks like, ( Read more... )

So I went out to run errands today and one of the things I've been trying to do for the past couple of weeks is find a cool lighter... which is much easier said than done. And I was driving by Rasputins and I thought to myself that they might have one, or if they didn't they might know where I could get one ( Read more... )

I got my fucking knuckle while grating cheese to put on top of chips, and now the salt is making the thing hurt like hell ( Read more... )

I feel so very, very alone this week. I hate battling with this much depression.

The greatest compliment I ever received:

"I see a boa, you see a tail."

I started packing this morning, putting things into brown boxes and padding them with ripped magazines. I have a lot of stuff, but half of the boxes are labeled "kitchen", so at least not all of this is going to be stuffed into my tiny corner of our bedroom. Our bedroom. How strange ( Read more... )

The way I sleep ( Read more... )