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Saturday, 3:30. I have 3 pages written on my english paper. If I can focus for a couple solid hours maybe I could finish this shit tonight, its almost halfway. Then finish archeology poster tomorrow. Then three hours of class on monday and I'm fucking out of here. All I need to do is focus on getting this shit done ( Read more... )

i think my autobiography should start with india point park ( Read more... )

i just got back from the "holiday feast" in the dining hall. there were table cloths and people to bring you salad and clear you're plate and bring out the coffee. there was a bottle of red, a bottle of white, sparkling cider, perigrino and evian at every table. the d-hall food was actually TASTY. wierd, man. compare to alex jansen's comment on ( Read more... )

its been a really long time, but lately i've been thinking that its kinda nice to have a venue for talking to yourself semi-publicly ( Read more... )

i'm checkin out of here

its just not my style.

there was a strange quality to the light today, made everything look so surreal. even the street signs were all out of proportion to the trees. maybe there was just a strange quality to my eyes...no one else seemed to notice.

do you ever worry that despite the sun this year the trees just won't come back to life? the bare branches looked so somber and out of place in the spring light.

looking through some back pages:
he asked for my number like he meant to call
but when he gave me a kiss i smelled alcohol.
(remember all the warnings; it won't happen again)

well well well
it is icy and gross out
i'm going to be on the water in a week or so
it is going to be fucking freezing
i'm so excited
well well well
it is senior spring, remember?
i'm going to try to live it up
it is partay tiiiime
i'm so ready to get wasted every weekend
well well well

"hello?"
"hey becca!!"
"whats up ammanuel?"
"wanna go to a bar tonight?"
"uhhhh i have school tomorrow."
"i know."
"yeah."
"alright!"