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So I'm finished.
Done. Through. Finito. Passed everything with an average more than enough to get me where I need to be. My satifaction with life is going right the fuck up.
That said, there are things I'm not so down with.
I slept with Zach. Yep. I did. I wasn't even drunk the second (or third, or fourth, or fifth....etc.) time. This was aaaages ago, and I don't regret it, and it was awesome.
Buuuuut now Susan hates me. Like, a lot. Like, I am dead to her. It's so fucking uncomfortable and yes, it was kind of a dumb thing to do but EVERYONE DOES DUMB SHIT. REALLY. So...I tried to apologize. No dice. I'm trying not to lose sleep over it but it makes me social life kinda ridiculous because SO UNCOMFORTABLE HOLY SHIT.
So Zach. Yeah. He's crazy. He's angry all the time. He needs a haircut and some pants that fit.
AND I CANNOT STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM.
AT ALL.
It's awful. It's really goddamn terrible.
So...that's not really worth going into at all.
I am extremely single and I'm pretty sure I never want to fall in love again but I am really sexually frustrated. I was driving through St. Phillip's the other day and all I wanted to do was have sex outside.
Sad times.
In sixty-two days I am going away to college. I don't know what to think of that. I'm going as a generally better person than I was when I came to St. John's and I guess I'm grateful to this strange little city for that. I really am going to miss my close friends. Hell, even some of the not-so-close ones, the getting-close ones, the hot people I like to stare at from Hava Java windows and whatever.
I feel like now I can finally be Hope instead of some kind of rubbery mass that one has to be in order to survive all the bullshit that the last three years have been. Solidfying, now, I guess.
I'm solid, bitches.
Up-and-up from here, I hope. Oh Jesus, I hope.