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Holy shit; I cannot believe how much time has passed since the last time I posted.
This semester flew by and I've already established so many awesome relationships. I have a great tight knit group of people that I love spending time with at school, and of course the parties are out of control. I have so many memories already from such a short period of time; riots on Walnut St. after the Phillies won, crazy drunken trips into Philly, insane Halloween, getting carried home with a concussion (Which isn't a memory, considering I don't remember it. more of a friendly recollection hah), and some very naked stories about our homo erotic guy friends. I could not have had a better year so far; as Sean put it, "Leah Skye is the luckiest freshmen alive".
Unfortunately I had to start out the year with a truckload of heartbreak but that seems to be the way those things go. Scott turned out to be a huge hypocrite and not at all the good guy he lets everyone think he is. I mean let's be realistic, things that seem too good to be true ALWAYS are. How often do you find an strong, intelligent, funny, athletic, chivalrous guy that's actually into you? Never. So I'm picking up the pieces and moving on because my beautiful friends informed me that I've got too much going for me to waste time being sad, even when I convince myself otherwise.
Despite all the partying and pre-occupation, I managed to pull straight A's this semester so I'm hoping to repeat that success again in the spring.
I FINALLY moved out of that shit-hole dorm room with the roommate from hell and am moving my stuff into a gorgeous apartment January 2nd with 3 awesome girls, a private bedroom and my own bathroom. I have a feeling that this semester is going to be fucking incredible. Things are already awesome, so nothing but good can come of this new move and new friends. I just hope they don't hound me to pledge because that's really not something I'm about, but we'll see.
This semester flew by and I've already established so many awesome relationships. I have a great tight knit group of people that I love spending time with at school, and of course the parties are out of control. I have so many memories already from such a short period of time; riots on Walnut St. after the Phillies won, crazy drunken trips into Philly, insane Halloween, getting carried home with a concussion (Which isn't a memory, considering I don't remember it. more of a friendly recollection hah), and some very naked stories about our homo erotic guy friends. I could not have had a better year so far; as Sean put it, "Leah Skye is the luckiest freshmen alive".
Unfortunately I had to start out the year with a truckload of heartbreak but that seems to be the way those things go. Scott turned out to be a huge hypocrite and not at all the good guy he lets everyone think he is. I mean let's be realistic, things that seem too good to be true ALWAYS are. How often do you find an strong, intelligent, funny, athletic, chivalrous guy that's actually into you? Never. So I'm picking up the pieces and moving on because my beautiful friends informed me that I've got too much going for me to waste time being sad, even when I convince myself otherwise.
Despite all the partying and pre-occupation, I managed to pull straight A's this semester so I'm hoping to repeat that success again in the spring.
I FINALLY moved out of that shit-hole dorm room with the roommate from hell and am moving my stuff into a gorgeous apartment January 2nd with 3 awesome girls, a private bedroom and my own bathroom. I have a feeling that this semester is going to be fucking incredible. Things are already awesome, so nothing but good can come of this new move and new friends. I just hope they don't hound me to pledge because that's really not something I'm about, but we'll see.