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It's upsetting when people don't turn out to be who you thought they were. Especially when they play an important role in your life. It's strange to think of myself not talking to so many people next semester, to imagine all of us trooping about, doing our own independent things, no longer being plagued by the need for the invitation to a weekend party or the hope of being the subject of some shiny person's approval. And then I'll go to college next year - provided my FECKING advisor get's his act together and complete's my admission's stuff, jesus - and who knows who I'll actually end up staying in touch with? I could say a lot of people now, but somehow I don't believe myself. It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I think we won't have the capacity to do that when the time comes. And what am I going to do if I get lonely? Next semester, I mean. Sure, I'll be busy and crazed with conferences, interviews and my book, but there's always that quiet time at the end of the day that's MEANT for being with people. What am I going to do then? A lot of my people won't be available. Where do I go? *Worried* Maybe I'll make new friends? Or maybe not, since you don't often trip over new relationships in your own house. Why drag a lap top into town so I can sit in a dingy cafe that happens to have internet/laptop connections or the library, waste some gas and then go home dejected because strangers didn't come up to me? Why would I want to talk to strangers? They could be axe murderers for all I know.
I think there's a bottle of vodka in the freezer. Maybe I'll skip defrosting and eat it like a popsicle. Not that my parents will notice.
Does freezing lessen intoxication abilities?
I think I'll have to put splenda on it. To make it taste. Good.
*sigh*
I think there's a bottle of vodka in the freezer. Maybe I'll skip defrosting and eat it like a popsicle. Not that my parents will notice.
Does freezing lessen intoxication abilities?
I think I'll have to put splenda on it. To make it taste. Good.
*sigh*