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I think, I hope, in a little while I'm going to get motivated enough to clean my house.
I'm coming home on Thursday, which will give me exactly two weeks in my place of birth before I leave for Ireland. I'm basically really excited. I don't think I need to say how much I miss Marquette, as it's fairly obvious, but I miss it and its inhabitants quite a lot.
I never write in here, or anywhere, really. I should, because in a year I'll be curious as to what was happening and it'll be as if nothing ever did. Because I don't have the best memory, you know.
Erm, I got a new notebook for real writing. It's 100% recycled paper, so it's really brown. It's almost the brownest thing ever, but I know there's something browner. I can't think of what it is, though... because I know I've made the statement "that's the brownest thing I've ever seen!", and it really was, but I don't remember what or where it was. It's troubling me.
Maybe it was a building?
I haven't slept in a while and I keep having long, horrible dreams. Last night was paltry in comparison to some of the others I've been having, but I dreamt that my father kicked me out of the house and wouldn't let me take ween with me, and the only clothes I could take were grandma sweaters and long underwear. I called Alisha to see if I could stay with her. She said yes, but I didn't have a way to get there and I could barely hear her.
I'm coming home on Thursday, which will give me exactly two weeks in my place of birth before I leave for Ireland. I'm basically really excited. I don't think I need to say how much I miss Marquette, as it's fairly obvious, but I miss it and its inhabitants quite a lot.
I never write in here, or anywhere, really. I should, because in a year I'll be curious as to what was happening and it'll be as if nothing ever did. Because I don't have the best memory, you know.
Erm, I got a new notebook for real writing. It's 100% recycled paper, so it's really brown. It's almost the brownest thing ever, but I know there's something browner. I can't think of what it is, though... because I know I've made the statement "that's the brownest thing I've ever seen!", and it really was, but I don't remember what or where it was. It's troubling me.
Maybe it was a building?
I haven't slept in a while and I keep having long, horrible dreams. Last night was paltry in comparison to some of the others I've been having, but I dreamt that my father kicked me out of the house and wouldn't let me take ween with me, and the only clothes I could take were grandma sweaters and long underwear. I called Alisha to see if I could stay with her. She said yes, but I didn't have a way to get there and I could barely hear her.