Well fuck...
I was informed last night that my closest friend here at Sewanee, Elizabeth Anne, is in fact not coming back next year. Or the year after that. Or ever. She's from Texas. In the "group" (if I must use this word) there are 4 of us who often divide into duos. Now my duo will be debuting as a solo act this fall commonly known as the thrid fucking wheel.
Back to square one on having no close, close friends left. Many tears have followed since.
Drove to class this morning because I was running late. Got a parking ticket.
Damn po-po.
Connecticut refuses to return any of my messages and so I'm thinking there's another relationship lost. If one ever really existed to begin with.
Only a few weeks left until the semester is over.
Too fast. Too fast.
Back to square one on having no close, close friends left. Many tears have followed since.
Drove to class this morning because I was running late. Got a parking ticket.
Damn po-po.
Connecticut refuses to return any of my messages and so I'm thinking there's another relationship lost. If one ever really existed to begin with.
Only a few weeks left until the semester is over.
Too fast. Too fast.