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Okay, so I'm back by popular demand. Or I'm back by Ashley's demand anyway. But pretending that popular demand resulted in this post better feeds my egotistical side.
I'm not sure what to write really. I'm going to school pretty soon. I'm slightly better at Spanish than I thought. I guess when I get to Chicago, I'll start writing about things that actually happen. Enough with this whole only-writing-about-my-thoughts(but-not-my-feelings) livejournal philosophy. It's a difficult philosophy to livejournal by, I have to say.
Other than that, I went to the King Tut exhibit today and remembered my undying love for Omar Sharif.
I love too many people to count but somehow am not lovey-dovey enough. I suppose I should work on that.
But I do love all my friends, and I hope they know that. And I'll miss Lauren, and I already miss Elyse and Ashley, and when I leave I'll miss grace and Diana.
But somehow I'm ready to leave, even though I will miss an awful lot of people.
I'm not sure what to write really. I'm going to school pretty soon. I'm slightly better at Spanish than I thought. I guess when I get to Chicago, I'll start writing about things that actually happen. Enough with this whole only-writing-about-my-thoughts(but-not-my-feelings) livejournal philosophy. It's a difficult philosophy to livejournal by, I have to say.
Other than that, I went to the King Tut exhibit today and remembered my undying love for Omar Sharif.
I love too many people to count but somehow am not lovey-dovey enough. I suppose I should work on that.
But I do love all my friends, and I hope they know that. And I'll miss Lauren, and I already miss Elyse and Ashley, and when I leave I'll miss grace and Diana.
But somehow I'm ready to leave, even though I will miss an awful lot of people.