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i am the most blessed person.
for how much i don't necessarily like the place i'm in, i didn't pick it because it would be perfect for me. i picked it because it was the perfect price. as such, it's exactly what i should have expected. some aspects exceed expectations, some don't meet what i expected. some of the people here are really wonderful, and just like anywhere else, some i'd rather not hang around with.
and i've got my boo. i never expected love to have these hands, and the cigarettes, and the nappy puerto rican hair, but it does, and i couldn't be more happy with it. him and what we have is exactly what i would have thought up myself if i were to make up a college relationship situation that works. wonderfully. and a person that fits. it's so crazy that a little summer thing turned into all this. i'm so glad.
albs is shaping up. the partying is out of hand, it's ridiculous, but you work around it or through it or you spend a couple of weekend nights alone in the room with maggie. for the most part people are really nice and know i don't drink but invite me to parties and bars and whatnot with them, so i go when i'm feeling up to it and stay in when i'm not. sometimes it's uncomfortable if it's a small house party and i'm the only one not drinking, but when it's a bar or a bigger one nobody even notices and nobody cares. and you wouldn't believe the amount of dough it saves me. people always say that college kids are so broke and i'm always thinking "wow, that's weird, i'm doing fine.", but then i remember i'm not buying beer or weed. haha. i spend my money on traveling instead. i like going around, it gives me a feel for what i want in a grad school or how i want to live or where i want to live. just seeing all sorts of different life. i want to see every college and every town there is to see. i'm ambitious. and plus it's nice to have a legitimate excuse to not want to go out partying with everybody. it's not sad anymore, now it's like a little game i play with myself.
anyway.
i can't bring myself to write this paper.
pce.
for how much i don't necessarily like the place i'm in, i didn't pick it because it would be perfect for me. i picked it because it was the perfect price. as such, it's exactly what i should have expected. some aspects exceed expectations, some don't meet what i expected. some of the people here are really wonderful, and just like anywhere else, some i'd rather not hang around with.
and i've got my boo. i never expected love to have these hands, and the cigarettes, and the nappy puerto rican hair, but it does, and i couldn't be more happy with it. him and what we have is exactly what i would have thought up myself if i were to make up a college relationship situation that works. wonderfully. and a person that fits. it's so crazy that a little summer thing turned into all this. i'm so glad.
albs is shaping up. the partying is out of hand, it's ridiculous, but you work around it or through it or you spend a couple of weekend nights alone in the room with maggie. for the most part people are really nice and know i don't drink but invite me to parties and bars and whatnot with them, so i go when i'm feeling up to it and stay in when i'm not. sometimes it's uncomfortable if it's a small house party and i'm the only one not drinking, but when it's a bar or a bigger one nobody even notices and nobody cares. and you wouldn't believe the amount of dough it saves me. people always say that college kids are so broke and i'm always thinking "wow, that's weird, i'm doing fine.", but then i remember i'm not buying beer or weed. haha. i spend my money on traveling instead. i like going around, it gives me a feel for what i want in a grad school or how i want to live or where i want to live. just seeing all sorts of different life. i want to see every college and every town there is to see. i'm ambitious. and plus it's nice to have a legitimate excuse to not want to go out partying with everybody. it's not sad anymore, now it's like a little game i play with myself.
anyway.
i can't bring myself to write this paper.
pce.