it is lovely outside. let's take a walk.
i am waiting to go to opera rehearsal. i am supposed to be off book today, and i think i pretty much am, except some of my entrances are fucking retahded and i can't get them. we will see.
after that shit i am going to come home, get high, and sit on my ass. i am not going to anything, i am not going to do any homework. i am just going to sit and enjoy my night. maybe read a little. i have been waiting to find some time to get back into big sur, and i could really go for some kerouac right now.
mark is still gone. it's been like 2 weeks. not bad, brynn. not bad. except i didn't talk to him yesterday and i really wanted to. it's so annoying to never be able to get ahold of him, like ever. i find myself thinking about him constantly and every time i walk out my front door i see his old house across the street and about 100 memories hit me and i want to sit on the ground and cry. i don't. well, one time i did but it was dark and i don't think anyone saw me. ha. i hate my life.
its really nice out but i opened some of my windows and now shit in my apartment is blowing around and getting knocked down. i am not shutting the windows though, fuck that.
i threw away your flowers today. the wind knocked them over and they were dead anyway. i think i'll buy myself new ones so i don't feel so bad. even though i can't afford it.
after that shit i am going to come home, get high, and sit on my ass. i am not going to anything, i am not going to do any homework. i am just going to sit and enjoy my night. maybe read a little. i have been waiting to find some time to get back into big sur, and i could really go for some kerouac right now.
mark is still gone. it's been like 2 weeks. not bad, brynn. not bad. except i didn't talk to him yesterday and i really wanted to. it's so annoying to never be able to get ahold of him, like ever. i find myself thinking about him constantly and every time i walk out my front door i see his old house across the street and about 100 memories hit me and i want to sit on the ground and cry. i don't. well, one time i did but it was dark and i don't think anyone saw me. ha. i hate my life.
its really nice out but i opened some of my windows and now shit in my apartment is blowing around and getting knocked down. i am not shutting the windows though, fuck that.
i threw away your flowers today. the wind knocked them over and they were dead anyway. i think i'll buy myself new ones so i don't feel so bad. even though i can't afford it.