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Dear Santa,
I know it's early, but I really want to go home.
Lifeisconstant.
Every day out here seems to be the same.
Wake up. Classes. Lunch. Get high. Dinner. Get high. Get high. Get drunk. Get high. Lower my IQ.
Basically, I'm in a more distant Temecula, without my other half.
I need to find a balance.
As lame as I may sound, tonight is a night devoted to me.
No roommate for the weekend.
Time to relax, clear my mind, watch a movie or two and kick it.
I never thought I would say it, but I'm bored with the college scene already. I want to do anything that does not involve "getting fucked up" every second of the day.
Fuck. I'm such a whiner.
Whatever.
I know it's early, but I really want to go home.
Lifeisconstant.
Every day out here seems to be the same.
Wake up. Classes. Lunch. Get high. Dinner. Get high. Get high. Get drunk. Get high. Lower my IQ.
Basically, I'm in a more distant Temecula, without my other half.
I need to find a balance.
As lame as I may sound, tonight is a night devoted to me.
No roommate for the weekend.
Time to relax, clear my mind, watch a movie or two and kick it.
I never thought I would say it, but I'm bored with the college scene already. I want to do anything that does not involve "getting fucked up" every second of the day.
Fuck. I'm such a whiner.
Whatever.