Dec 23, 2002 20:05
Dear World-at-small
I've decided that letters are better. So there.
I'm sick. I've been sick since Thursday. I left work early on Friday, even though it was Lauren's last day. On Saturday I went to the camp party. I slept over Rafiki's, but I'm supposed to be pretending to Who's parents that I slept over Yoda's, cause she slept over Rafiki's too. But I'm going to be spending 8 nights at her house, so please explain this to me. And then I went home on Sunday. It was weird. It made sense to me, everything. Even Dozie being there, though I already knew she would be. That might be why. Dozie lives in New Zealand, for those of you who do not know. So Sunshine was loud and drunk, but it was okay, because we were already obvious anyway. I was sick and delusional and I needed someone to hold me. Bleh. I'm sorry. But I didn't get you sick, so I'm not as sorry anymore. This whole post won't make any sense either, but all of you can just deal with it.
I was on the phone with an admissions person from Unity the other day for about 40 minutes. I was accepted. And they gave me a 6,000 dollar merit scholarship. Go me. We also had the Breakfast of Champions award ceremony on the 17th. I liked what Mrs. Brown had to say about me, but really, the whole thing was just Bull Shit. It was sickening, and pathetic, and I felt like I should care or appreciate it but really, just no. And I suppose I can say this because I actually got the award, but that's not really it either. It's like they made the whole thing up just so some digital class could have a project to do.
I have actual opinions and stuff, but Laura's here and I'm going to go be social.
Love ya, Blueberry