Could be worse
While this is my own unique personal hell, it could be worse. I guess, if torture devices were involved. The rack might hurt more, although the guy doing my chest pt has been beating the crap out of me lately. As to the severe dissappointment in my friends, well, it's not such a big deal. They are busy, and if I were them I probably wouldn't
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I'm sorry you feel so alone and that I haven't made the time to visit you more :-( Your mom is just worried about you and deals with it by going completely batshit insane.
Highlights from my day:
In modern physics, the prof was talking about the absolute past and absolute future (don't ask, I have no clue), and Alex drew a bottle on my paper and wrote "ABSOLUTE VODKA" Also, we were chatting (me and Denise) about birds being the only pollution from wind power (another story). Anyways, the prof said something about "these nests", and Denise adds, "full of dead birds." I absolutely cracked up.
This bee dropping out of nowhere in my room. WTF? I was terrified. It didn't fly much, so I was able to squish it with two paper towels. Still, WTF?
I love you, Carla, and I'll see if I can stop by again!
*hugs*
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