Run Away! Run Away!
I'm flying to London in a week. I'll be back in September. Host family sounds awesome, roomate is friendly person to get lost with, all should be wunderbar.
Which is good because I've been a tad depressed this summer, the realization that you only hear from half your friends through mass e-mails that have nothing to do with you will do that. My resolution for when I come back is to work on repair some such friendships, in short, calling and calling until they pick up their goddamn phones.
Anyway, see most of you (assuming anyone reads this) in September. I'm going sans laptop and I don't think my photos will be of the digital variety so if you'll want to see them, you'll have to see me.
Bye, bye!
Which is good because I've been a tad depressed this summer, the realization that you only hear from half your friends through mass e-mails that have nothing to do with you will do that. My resolution for when I come back is to work on repair some such friendships, in short, calling and calling until they pick up their goddamn phones.
Anyway, see most of you (assuming anyone reads this) in September. I'm going sans laptop and I don't think my photos will be of the digital variety so if you'll want to see them, you'll have to see me.
Bye, bye!