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i transferred colleges. because i'm restless. I go to UNC Chapel Hill, and I have no idea why. But it's a good time.
My first two weeks here I basically almost died. I fell into depression more or less, and could barely get out of bed. I have no idea what happened, but it was horrendous. I had to go home. So I did, for Labor Day weekend. I had been here since August 16th, so it was not immediate, I guess. But yea. I completely forgot who I was, those first two weeks here. I was confused and terrified, and it was completely unexpected.
I feel alright with things. who knew.
Sometimes though I wonder what I'm doing.
If you ever want to get a slap of reality, read gavin karl's blurty thing. props to gavin for keepin that shit goin. I just realized that his middle name really IS Karl, and a little piece of me giggled. and then jiggled. ? and then died.
I just visited Deedle in Indy this past weekend, and it was absolutely tremendous. I was sick goin in, we are both sick comin' out. it was an amazing time, and i want to go back. i miss and love my little deedle. i lived with her for the weekend, in her sweet apartment in indy, and it would be an amazing time to live with her for good. would be so amazing. when i am with her i feel like a different person. my worries go away and i feel like i dont have a care in the world. i like it. i dont know what i do to myself when i am not with her - as in i get incredibly stressed at college about work and money and etc, and when i am with her i am not stressed. it is good. it is great.
when i got to indy, and saw deedle, it was the greatest moment. time stopped. we kissed and it was unbelievable. i forgot who i was.
Bloomington, Indiana, is a phenomenon. It HAS to be the perfect place to go to college. The campus is absurdly beautiful, the town is full of millions of young people looking for a good time, and the weather is beautiful. i want to go to college there. but i cant it's too much money, and they dont give scholarships to transfers. and it might not be a good enough school? i am not sure.
i'm back, everyone. anyone, who cares, or i care about. mad love to you.
i been thinkin' about goin to potsdam or smithtown, just to be roommates with either gavin or roseman. it would be the greatest time, i can;t even imagine. maybe some kind of summer thing i will get to live with roseman for a while. in NYC probably. and hopefully we won't both end up one day waking up in the back of a dodge ram in argentina and have absolutely no idea how we got there, but all we'll remember is starting our night with a bottle of raz and breaking the mustang.
all i listen to are basically third eye blind and atmosphere. but i still love u2.
i'm in a chorus here. it's funny. the people in it are the biggest nerds, it's almost incomprehensible. i don't understand southern people, they seem about as slow as a freakin...something slow, but they just cant be. they CANT be as slow and stupid as they seem/sound. that's so mean but i am simply making inferences on my observations. i have not given up hope on the south. a lady i met in the drug store told me not to listen to what anybody says about the south. so i will listen to that nice lady.
i dont do any charity. i dont have time. i am selfish, because i dont have time. at least i dont drink a whole lot. awesome that i don't smoke at all.
it's been mad real gettin back to you.
oh....summer. summer was unbelievable. before i had summer though, i stayed in Manhattan until June 28th, and worked 7 weeks at my elementary school job in Chelsea on the west side. i was an assistant to an art teacher. it was one of the greatest learning experiences of my life, living and working in manhattan on my own. it was completely calming and self-satisfying, and it was during that time i think that i made the decision, even if i did not act on it, to transfer colleges. it was the greatest learning experience of my life, actually, and i recommend a similar situation to everyone.
welp
goodnight
-jimmy D
i transferred colleges. because i'm restless. I go to UNC Chapel Hill, and I have no idea why. But it's a good time.
My first two weeks here I basically almost died. I fell into depression more or less, and could barely get out of bed. I have no idea what happened, but it was horrendous. I had to go home. So I did, for Labor Day weekend. I had been here since August 16th, so it was not immediate, I guess. But yea. I completely forgot who I was, those first two weeks here. I was confused and terrified, and it was completely unexpected.
I feel alright with things. who knew.
Sometimes though I wonder what I'm doing.
If you ever want to get a slap of reality, read gavin karl's blurty thing. props to gavin for keepin that shit goin. I just realized that his middle name really IS Karl, and a little piece of me giggled. and then jiggled. ? and then died.
I just visited Deedle in Indy this past weekend, and it was absolutely tremendous. I was sick goin in, we are both sick comin' out. it was an amazing time, and i want to go back. i miss and love my little deedle. i lived with her for the weekend, in her sweet apartment in indy, and it would be an amazing time to live with her for good. would be so amazing. when i am with her i feel like a different person. my worries go away and i feel like i dont have a care in the world. i like it. i dont know what i do to myself when i am not with her - as in i get incredibly stressed at college about work and money and etc, and when i am with her i am not stressed. it is good. it is great.
when i got to indy, and saw deedle, it was the greatest moment. time stopped. we kissed and it was unbelievable. i forgot who i was.
Bloomington, Indiana, is a phenomenon. It HAS to be the perfect place to go to college. The campus is absurdly beautiful, the town is full of millions of young people looking for a good time, and the weather is beautiful. i want to go to college there. but i cant it's too much money, and they dont give scholarships to transfers. and it might not be a good enough school? i am not sure.
i'm back, everyone. anyone, who cares, or i care about. mad love to you.
i been thinkin' about goin to potsdam or smithtown, just to be roommates with either gavin or roseman. it would be the greatest time, i can;t even imagine. maybe some kind of summer thing i will get to live with roseman for a while. in NYC probably. and hopefully we won't both end up one day waking up in the back of a dodge ram in argentina and have absolutely no idea how we got there, but all we'll remember is starting our night with a bottle of raz and breaking the mustang.
all i listen to are basically third eye blind and atmosphere. but i still love u2.
i'm in a chorus here. it's funny. the people in it are the biggest nerds, it's almost incomprehensible. i don't understand southern people, they seem about as slow as a freakin...something slow, but they just cant be. they CANT be as slow and stupid as they seem/sound. that's so mean but i am simply making inferences on my observations. i have not given up hope on the south. a lady i met in the drug store told me not to listen to what anybody says about the south. so i will listen to that nice lady.
i dont do any charity. i dont have time. i am selfish, because i dont have time. at least i dont drink a whole lot. awesome that i don't smoke at all.
it's been mad real gettin back to you.
oh....summer. summer was unbelievable. before i had summer though, i stayed in Manhattan until June 28th, and worked 7 weeks at my elementary school job in Chelsea on the west side. i was an assistant to an art teacher. it was one of the greatest learning experiences of my life, living and working in manhattan on my own. it was completely calming and self-satisfying, and it was during that time i think that i made the decision, even if i did not act on it, to transfer colleges. it was the greatest learning experience of my life, actually, and i recommend a similar situation to everyone.
welp
goodnight
-jimmy D