god, i still fucking hate this school

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so i have started off this semester in protest. i refuse to spend my weekends getting drunk and calling kevin crying because my night was so shity. there is never any reason to get drunk around here because i dont like getting wasted around people i dont really know and sit around, so im not drinking. im also not going out because where the fuck would i go? i havent gotten out of what i slept in all day. i went to bed at 11:30 last night, a friday night, but i have stayed up later tonight. i have not really left my room today but i have still managed to eat quite a lot of food. becca was gone all day so i had the room to myself. i watched crazy/beautiful on the oxygen network. they show so many diet supplement commercials on that channel. i ate more in protest. then i watched 24 hour party people which i just got today from amazon.com. its about the music scene in manchester from 1976 to 1992 and it mostly focuses on joy division, new order and the happy mondays. i then fell asleep reading miss lonelyhearts which i have been taking my sweet time reading. i woke up to the sound of the screamming drunk girls outside my window. as you can tell, my nights are lonely and boring but still kind of enjoyable because i am able to control them. becca is out getting wasted so at least i get to be by myself. im not very good at sharing space. she did stop back in a few hours ago for about 5 min to tell me how she vomited. clearly that is something to be syched about.
you, reader, must come and visit me. dont allow my stories of denison to frighten you away. im a picky person. i will still be able to show you a good time. please, bring joy with you.
i like to create my own things to be excited about. the next thing of excitement is tuesday when i go to urbn. i need a dress for sorority shit. i dont know how all the sorority stuff will be but at least it will be something.
i really need to get out of the country.
can people really die of bordom?
mary