these shadows I can't run from, they won't let me go.
So here's how I depress myself.
I go online to look at the weather. First I check Minne-godforsaken-sota. Ah, yes, we reach the 40s for 2 days this week folks. bring out your bikinis, i'm bringing those tiny fans that spray water. Then I check 'Sconsin. Mmhmm, they're going to be in the 40s for a few more days of the week. Why? Because 'Sconsin is superior to 'Sota. thennnn I check Boston. Oh, high 40s? Always? Because you have a real spring? Because you're a real city, in a wonderful state? oh, ok then.
I get sad sometimes still. Ok a lot. When I comment on one of Sarah's pictures, and she just responds by saying 'PLEASE COME BACK TO ME'. and sally tells me she wants me back, and well, Mario makes it abundantly clear that he thinks his life wouldn't have gone to hell if I had stayed.
That, I suppose, is my biggest regret. And I don't like going on anti-minnesota rants, the ones that I really mean anyway. The ones with Michael are fake, 'wisconsin rules minnesota drools' conversations. But sometimes I just get really angry at the U, which is of course, me actually being angry at myself for fucking up my life.
So, I won't go on an anti-U rant. I will instead rave about this weekend. This fantastic weekend, this wonderous, god-granted weekend to top all weekends. Jenififi came up, first of all. Which was amazing. And we went to the Pirates/Favre party, which was a blast, and got shitty like it was our job. Apparently I danced with Jason? And he sprayed beer in my face...thanks pal.
Saturday was our Little Black Dress party, which was a success and a half. God I love my friends. I love Scotty for lovin' on Claire, I love Peter Griffin (mmhm, that is his name) because he quoted Scrubs with me and knew what I was talking about. I love Erin because she is (as every one of my guy friends said...) "the perfect girl". just sooo ridiculous and fun and adorable and loves sports. I love Megan because I tell her all the creepy facebook things I know when we're drunk. I love Whitney for staying and dancing and singing. I loved our insane dance party in Claire's room that lasted AT LEAST a solid 2 hours, probably more, but since I have no sense of time I don't actually know. I also apparently danced with JC and Jason so that's good. good things sara. GOOD THINGS.
Wow, I am completely lacking substance at the moment.
I really do want to talk about Boston. I do...
Maybe I will soon. I just need to get it out. Because no one wants to hear it, except for Mario who usually ends up near tears...so we don't do that anymore.
you know what's weird? i still consider BU more my school than the U. I don't know why...
I go online to look at the weather. First I check Minne-godforsaken-sota. Ah, yes, we reach the 40s for 2 days this week folks. bring out your bikinis, i'm bringing those tiny fans that spray water. Then I check 'Sconsin. Mmhmm, they're going to be in the 40s for a few more days of the week. Why? Because 'Sconsin is superior to 'Sota. thennnn I check Boston. Oh, high 40s? Always? Because you have a real spring? Because you're a real city, in a wonderful state? oh, ok then.
I get sad sometimes still. Ok a lot. When I comment on one of Sarah's pictures, and she just responds by saying 'PLEASE COME BACK TO ME'. and sally tells me she wants me back, and well, Mario makes it abundantly clear that he thinks his life wouldn't have gone to hell if I had stayed.
That, I suppose, is my biggest regret. And I don't like going on anti-minnesota rants, the ones that I really mean anyway. The ones with Michael are fake, 'wisconsin rules minnesota drools' conversations. But sometimes I just get really angry at the U, which is of course, me actually being angry at myself for fucking up my life.
So, I won't go on an anti-U rant. I will instead rave about this weekend. This fantastic weekend, this wonderous, god-granted weekend to top all weekends. Jenififi came up, first of all. Which was amazing. And we went to the Pirates/Favre party, which was a blast, and got shitty like it was our job. Apparently I danced with Jason? And he sprayed beer in my face...thanks pal.
Saturday was our Little Black Dress party, which was a success and a half. God I love my friends. I love Scotty for lovin' on Claire, I love Peter Griffin (mmhm, that is his name) because he quoted Scrubs with me and knew what I was talking about. I love Erin because she is (as every one of my guy friends said...) "the perfect girl". just sooo ridiculous and fun and adorable and loves sports. I love Megan because I tell her all the creepy facebook things I know when we're drunk. I love Whitney for staying and dancing and singing. I loved our insane dance party in Claire's room that lasted AT LEAST a solid 2 hours, probably more, but since I have no sense of time I don't actually know. I also apparently danced with JC and Jason so that's good. good things sara. GOOD THINGS.
Wow, I am completely lacking substance at the moment.
I really do want to talk about Boston. I do...
Maybe I will soon. I just need to get it out. Because no one wants to hear it, except for Mario who usually ends up near tears...so we don't do that anymore.
you know what's weird? i still consider BU more my school than the U. I don't know why...