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life is pain when it gets to be winter in cleveland.
i guess toby and i are broken up. i wish i could say for sure and try my best to move along with my life, but when i left his house the last time i saw him, he was acting like he wasn't sure, trying to keep me there another minute or two, etc. he noticed it too. i told him to call me when he figures out what he wants. i hate this. i'm in love with a bad, bad boyfriend.
me and my mom took a week-long trip to california, which wasn't as spectacular as i hoped. LA was great, i got cool shit at amoeba and a gigantic vintage store called jetrag, but after we visited cal arts the next day i got really sick and couldn't explore. plus we were in the car for what felt like days.
yesterday just sucked, through and through, it reminded me of my first few months here. i waited for my bus in the freezing cold for half an hour, lost my bus fare and had to look convincingly guilty for the bus driver, got to school 20 minutes late, and left within three hours because my uterus was torturing me. i went to school for a grand total of three hours this whole week.
when all i have to do is complain, i feel like the complaining itself makes me that much more miserable, so i'll stop. on the bright side, i get to be in a darkroom tomorrow...
i guess toby and i are broken up. i wish i could say for sure and try my best to move along with my life, but when i left his house the last time i saw him, he was acting like he wasn't sure, trying to keep me there another minute or two, etc. he noticed it too. i told him to call me when he figures out what he wants. i hate this. i'm in love with a bad, bad boyfriend.
me and my mom took a week-long trip to california, which wasn't as spectacular as i hoped. LA was great, i got cool shit at amoeba and a gigantic vintage store called jetrag, but after we visited cal arts the next day i got really sick and couldn't explore. plus we were in the car for what felt like days.
yesterday just sucked, through and through, it reminded me of my first few months here. i waited for my bus in the freezing cold for half an hour, lost my bus fare and had to look convincingly guilty for the bus driver, got to school 20 minutes late, and left within three hours because my uterus was torturing me. i went to school for a grand total of three hours this whole week.
when all i have to do is complain, i feel like the complaining itself makes me that much more miserable, so i'll stop. on the bright side, i get to be in a darkroom tomorrow...