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I made a list of goals.

Time has been flying by. Classes have been very difficult. Things get weird, but I am very content & "happy" if there is such a thing.

I think I am going to Texas this weekend.

Hace frio y estoy enferma.

Too much pressure.
Too much sadness.
Too much solitude.

Too many regrets.

Today I met a girl named after the character Dagny Taggart in Atlas Shrugged. I planned on doing that if I ever had a daughter, but I suppose there is no such thing as originality anymore (or ever).

We seem so out of context in this gawdy apartment complex.

...merely an unnecessary explanation of what I can only suppose prompted a beheading.

When I said Want to know something ironic? I don't miss it at all, the "it" I was referring to was my daily writing in my livejournal. I never would refer to a relationship in that disrespectful way ( Read more... )

Want to know something ironic? I don't miss it at all.

NYC smells bad, but is fun.

Sam: Yep.
Tim: Yep.
Sig: Yep.

Pete: Yehp.

I am going to NYC this weekend.

Stop reading this now and pick up a good book instead.

I just took Paul to the airport. I have to say I haven't felt so content as I have these last few days. Only one more week and I am back in Boston.

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My words to you are fake. Now you are my mistake and I am yours.

Paul will be in here just a little over an hour! Hurray! Hoorah!