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classes for the semester started yesterday and what would the start of another semester be without me having an emotional breakdown? yup, that's right, i left for a month and it was blissful but upon my return school still seems to reduce me to tears. it is so god damn frusterating to do something you hate just because you know that in the long run it'll be worth it even if in the present it makes you miserable. anyhow the breakdown was minor and got a grip in a reasonable amount of time.
the evening was rescued by a late night screening of casablanca at the retro local theatre a couple blocks from my house with a friend and some stale twizzlers. that and some quality hip hop and a cup of rose petal tea.
anyhow, i'm back in minneapolis trying to curb my negative attitude towards school and make some more friends.
the evening was rescued by a late night screening of casablanca at the retro local theatre a couple blocks from my house with a friend and some stale twizzlers. that and some quality hip hop and a cup of rose petal tea.
anyhow, i'm back in minneapolis trying to curb my negative attitude towards school and make some more friends.