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I am glad my mom and dad will be looking after my cat while I am gone. I have eleven? days until I am on a plane to Seoul to live and work for a year. My chin and chest have broken out and I have three ulcers in my mouth. I haven't had an ulcer since I was in high school. My dreams are vivid, the characters in them are brightly colored and active. There was Obama last night, and before that my old roommate wearing a yellow shirt.
Eleven days doesn't seem like enough time. Wish I didn't have to do any goodbyes. Feels forced, too much of an event where people have expectations and fuck a goodbye part, I just want to get an iced americano.
I know when I'm on that fucking plane I will feel like a million bucks. Eleven days before hand and I'm still dreaming of my shit head loser roommate.
Eleven days doesn't seem like enough time. Wish I didn't have to do any goodbyes. Feels forced, too much of an event where people have expectations and fuck a goodbye part, I just want to get an iced americano.
I know when I'm on that fucking plane I will feel like a million bucks. Eleven days before hand and I'm still dreaming of my shit head loser roommate.