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Uhm. This is going to be a little strange since I am rather intoxicated (marijuana) and also very sleep-deprived. I keep forgetting where I am. (Not literally, but you know.) I'm only dimly aware of what's going on around me. I want some applesauce. It's like I'm awake, but I've more or less lost sense of time (almost wrote 'him'), even though the clock is right there in front of me.
I'm here at Mount Holyoke! I found Tamazer and my old roommate quickly. Said hi to them and Tasneem. Forget who else. Oh, Emily! She used to go to my old high school. I had no idea she was enrolled here until today when she snuck up on me. This is so weird; I feel completely OUT OF IT, but I'm able to write a decent entry. Touch-typing, even!! Okay uhm.
My new roommate. Her name os Robyn, and she's FROM NEW YORK. She is a self-proclaimed party girl. She's a bit loud and talkative, but I don't really mind. She seems to like me in my inebriated state. All seven of us (?) went out to the graveyard to experiment with this girl's new bong. I had never used a bong before, so it was quite an interesting experience. I am not a druggie. Really. I did, however, start singing Prince's RASPBERRY BERET (except I re-dubbed it STRAWBERRY BERET) while performing some bizarre arm movements. Oh, ROBYN's the drug addict, not I. She does/used to do cocaine. She has taken a liking to me! Will I walk down the same path? SIFTING SANDS IN THE BRIAR PATCH.
ALL RIGHT, i FEEL REALLY, really out of it now... Uh, so I'm going to walk back to my old dorm to get boxes of stuff I left. Having fun, I think. IF YOU'RE READING THIS, I PROBABLY MISS YOU
I'm here at Mount Holyoke! I found Tamazer and my old roommate quickly. Said hi to them and Tasneem. Forget who else. Oh, Emily! She used to go to my old high school. I had no idea she was enrolled here until today when she snuck up on me. This is so weird; I feel completely OUT OF IT, but I'm able to write a decent entry. Touch-typing, even!! Okay uhm.
My new roommate. Her name os Robyn, and she's FROM NEW YORK. She is a self-proclaimed party girl. She's a bit loud and talkative, but I don't really mind. She seems to like me in my inebriated state. All seven of us (?) went out to the graveyard to experiment with this girl's new bong. I had never used a bong before, so it was quite an interesting experience. I am not a druggie. Really. I did, however, start singing Prince's RASPBERRY BERET (except I re-dubbed it STRAWBERRY BERET) while performing some bizarre arm movements. Oh, ROBYN's the drug addict, not I. She does/used to do cocaine. She has taken a liking to me! Will I walk down the same path? SIFTING SANDS IN THE BRIAR PATCH.
ALL RIGHT, i FEEL REALLY, really out of it now... Uh, so I'm going to walk back to my old dorm to get boxes of stuff I left. Having fun, I think. IF YOU'RE READING THIS, I PROBABLY MISS YOU