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So I haven't updated in forever and a half. I've been going through some rough times, not sure if I was doing the right thing here, not even sure if I should be here. And by times, I mean weeks/months of these feelings. Slowly their going away, being replaced with grim determination that I've made my bed and now I'm going to lie in it, because damn it, I'm tired. Okay, futile attempts at humor. Max says I persever out of not knowing any better. He keeps me sane, or at least somewhat stable. I can brush my teeth and tie my shoes (which are now white and pink sneakers, I'm clearly slipping).
I miss everyone back home, badly. I miss Boston. I miss the snow. I can't wait to go home and visit, although god knows when that will be. Hopefully this summer. I have enough Southwest credits, now I just need time off for good behavior. Ah well. I'm sorry that I've been a lousy friend the past few months, too wrapped up in my own little world that consisted of my apartment and the chem building, with occasional trips to Wal-mart for food. I'm trying to be better, really, I am. I talked to Ken last weekend. It was good just to laugh like old times. Although I'm in so much trouble when he, Max and I are all in the same place. They will never, ever let me win. BTW, Ken, I still would like a phone number or some such thing so I can call you at some point.
I hope everyone is doing okay. PLEASE let me know. I miss living with you guys, knowing all the relavent and irrelavent details of your lives. Max doesn't have enough random daily adventures.
Peace and skittles,
Sarah
I miss everyone back home, badly. I miss Boston. I miss the snow. I can't wait to go home and visit, although god knows when that will be. Hopefully this summer. I have enough Southwest credits, now I just need time off for good behavior. Ah well. I'm sorry that I've been a lousy friend the past few months, too wrapped up in my own little world that consisted of my apartment and the chem building, with occasional trips to Wal-mart for food. I'm trying to be better, really, I am. I talked to Ken last weekend. It was good just to laugh like old times. Although I'm in so much trouble when he, Max and I are all in the same place. They will never, ever let me win. BTW, Ken, I still would like a phone number or some such thing so I can call you at some point.
I hope everyone is doing okay. PLEASE let me know. I miss living with you guys, knowing all the relavent and irrelavent details of your lives. Max doesn't have enough random daily adventures.
Peace and skittles,
Sarah