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Well, it looks like I can't maintain this thing for shit...then again I'm having trouble maintaining a lot of things here lately. I'm in the middle of fucking Chestertown right now living in a dorm. What am I doing here exactly? Sometimes it feels so great and fun, but then others it feels so lonely. I mean, yeah I have a roommate, but we're completely different in some aspects. He's a partier and a drinker; I'm a stay in the room kind of guy, so he's usually out on the social scene. Well, nothing I can do about it now, is there? *sigh* What really sucks is an assignment actually killed my drive to write my novel! I mean, not permanantly, but I wanted to write some of it once I was finished the assignment, but once I was done with the assignment I was just SICK of writing. That was a first. This place will either make me or break me. Right now I feel as if it is the latter.
Well, till next time. Later.
Well, till next time. Later.