i won't be taken ( Read more... )

can i tell you that right now everything is perfect. i'm happy, things are going well, i'm fond-but-not-in-love thank you radiohead and NOT dying of depression. how does this work? this is where i belong.

i don't want to leave. i don't want to leave. i don't want to leave.

I have a confession ( Read more... )

Friday was my all-important interview, which went middling to badly; Saturday until Monday morning was a strictly illegal weekend. And redneck as hell ( Read more... )

Baker instructed me, just before I left school, to "always play to win and be true." I think I can handle that ( Read more... )

All packed. Last day here. I've been crying and smoking. Chase and I went to Neville roof, which was nice. Dr. Barr gave me a stunningly appropriate book: memoirs of a jewish indian girl. I guess I'm read to go?

my sketch-ass roommate is infuriated with me ("tom, i fucking hate roni!") because i ate supper with tom and dustin, after inviting her, when she apparently had plans about which she told no one. she spends every waking moment with them so now they are her friends and hers ALONE. jesus i'm glad i'm out.

I promise ( Read more... )

I'm getting so freakin' emo. I'm not into cutting, so I'm going to go smoke angrily. How does one smoke angrily? With furious displays of inhalation.

Apparently I'm pretty apprehensive about leaving this place, but it'll be good to get out.


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