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Freshman year will end in 2.5 months, and what do I have to show for it?
Nothing. That's what.
I can't cut it in the acting program. I haven't been able to write anything new in over a year. I've gained so much weight my clothes don't even fit me.
I have no friends on my floor. I have practically no friends in Collins. I have (maybe) 2-3 friends outside of Bubble. I spend damn near every moment of every day alone. Bubble is the only reason I stay; it's the only, ONLY reason I'm still here. They are the only people in Bloomginton (Michelle excluded) who have been here for me when I need them. They are the only ones I can depend on. They're the ones who give a fuck about me; no one else would even know if I left this goddamn school.
This place is fucking killing me. Or rather, the place is fine; I love IU. Rather, the people are killing me. The people with their scorn and their studpidity and their obliviousness and their FUCKING INDIFFERENCE. And the worst part is, they probably don't even know what's going on.
I have my health. I have a few friends, though not here. I have Bubble. I have Mary Kate. I have my family.
That's all.
Nothing. That's what.
I can't cut it in the acting program. I haven't been able to write anything new in over a year. I've gained so much weight my clothes don't even fit me.
I have no friends on my floor. I have practically no friends in Collins. I have (maybe) 2-3 friends outside of Bubble. I spend damn near every moment of every day alone. Bubble is the only reason I stay; it's the only, ONLY reason I'm still here. They are the only people in Bloomginton (Michelle excluded) who have been here for me when I need them. They are the only ones I can depend on. They're the ones who give a fuck about me; no one else would even know if I left this goddamn school.
This place is fucking killing me. Or rather, the place is fine; I love IU. Rather, the people are killing me. The people with their scorn and their studpidity and their obliviousness and their FUCKING INDIFFERENCE. And the worst part is, they probably don't even know what's going on.
I have my health. I have a few friends, though not here. I have Bubble. I have Mary Kate. I have my family.
That's all.