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Tonight was good... really good. I'm writing this now so I don't change my mind in the morning. I spent some time with Laura, Una, Alana, Adam, Noah. It was a success, really. I decided to go to the Greenhouse with Alex and ended up hanging out in Nick and Tucker's room for a long time. I met some great people. Dana and Jonathon, her boyfriend... who looks like Serge (the beautiful and ridiculous black man who plays Bowie covers in that Wes Anderson film, when I say "looks like" I mean... fucking looks exactly like. And he's British.) a boy named Andrew who I think is Scottish and has a great accent (Una's boyfriend) and a few other people. I ended up going to a party at the Kennedy Apartments with Laura and Alana. I only stayed for a little while though because something tells me I should be in bed right now... seeing as I need to be awake in 5 hours, but it was fun, packed, hot, interesting. I didn't know anyone there but the people I came with and Adam and Noah, and that was fine... they didn't know anyone either. I danced with Laura to Love Fool by the Cardigans. I'll call tonight a success. Maybe I just haven't been searching hard enough for people I can like/love/admire. Well, not to exclude Becca. She definetly falls under every one of those catagories. And I didn't get to see her tonight, which I am sad about.
And... if I type for any longer this will become too much of a drunk ramble. So... peace out. Goodnight. Buenos Noches. I miss you, I love you, everyone who will read this. I can't decide whether I'm finding myself or losing myself, but to be completely honest... I may just be okay with either one. Because really, doesn't losing yourself help you find yourself in the end? no? okay. I've got too much rum and cheap wine in my system to decide right now, or to take responsibility for anything in this.
And... if I type for any longer this will become too much of a drunk ramble. So... peace out. Goodnight. Buenos Noches. I miss you, I love you, everyone who will read this. I can't decide whether I'm finding myself or losing myself, but to be completely honest... I may just be okay with either one. Because really, doesn't losing yourself help you find yourself in the end? no? okay. I've got too much rum and cheap wine in my system to decide right now, or to take responsibility for anything in this.