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I'm very confused, specifically about Taylor. I thought that since he has a tendency to "break up" with people via not talking to them (me, his gf in the spring, etc.) I came to the conclusion that maybe it was over and he just didn't have the balls to tell me so. But then Thomas called and notified me that as far as he knew, Taylor was still only dating me. So I went from crushed, to angry, to hopeful, to confused, in about 15 minutes I think. Ah, the emotional roller coaster I like to refer to as my life...
On the bright side, I think I fuckin destroyed my geology midterm, in the best sense. I sat and thought about a few questions, but mainly only to organize my thoughts so that when I wrote them down they would be coherant. I think I did a damn good job, considering I didn't study much last night (if at all), and I overslept this morning so I didn't get to study as much as I wanted, and I'm also trying to figure out where my "relationship" stands at the moment.
Vegas Night is Saturday. If you can be in Massachusetts at Mount Holyoke College at 10pm, you should be. Gambling, dancing, hot girls in hot outfits, and more to drink than you can ever imagine. Ah, the advantages of going to an all-girls' school where alcohol poisoning is a rite of passage. If you haven't had your stomach pumped by graduation, then you didn't really go to Mount Holyoke College.
Good lord. I think I need another nap, just so I can escape thinking too much about Taylor. It give me a minor headache and a queasy feeling in my stomach.
Send me some love, people.
On the bright side, I think I fuckin destroyed my geology midterm, in the best sense. I sat and thought about a few questions, but mainly only to organize my thoughts so that when I wrote them down they would be coherant. I think I did a damn good job, considering I didn't study much last night (if at all), and I overslept this morning so I didn't get to study as much as I wanted, and I'm also trying to figure out where my "relationship" stands at the moment.
Vegas Night is Saturday. If you can be in Massachusetts at Mount Holyoke College at 10pm, you should be. Gambling, dancing, hot girls in hot outfits, and more to drink than you can ever imagine. Ah, the advantages of going to an all-girls' school where alcohol poisoning is a rite of passage. If you haven't had your stomach pumped by graduation, then you didn't really go to Mount Holyoke College.
Good lord. I think I need another nap, just so I can escape thinking too much about Taylor. It give me a minor headache and a queasy feeling in my stomach.
Send me some love, people.