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I am making the most of my last Thursday night at Sonoma State University. I'm thinking about going to this special "midnight dinner" the caf is hosting, because raisin bran and strawberries sound really good right not. I'm in the 24-hour lab, to which I've never been. Attie's birthday is tomorrow and her boyfriend is up here, so I said she could have the room for the night. But if she thinks I'm not going to turn on music videos in the morning, (the TV is right by her head)...naw. I'm sick of living with her negative energy but she really isn't such a bad person. She totally comes to life around her boyfriend, who actually said hello to me today, I think for the first time. I made her a cake and frosting. All from scratch. I'm very proud of myself, though and because I haven't exactly eaten it yet. It's not as pretty as I'd hopped it would be, but oh well.
I love baking.
Note to self: spend a year in Salzberg sometimes. Preferably when young, healthy, beautiful, single and financially well off.
Had my last class with Robin Today. I made her a really cool card. It tore pieces of paper and arranged them so they look like her, in her favourite costume, and the Tahini Grill where she dances. I loved, and wished I
hadn't given it away. I'm gonna really miss that girl. Second to Ann, I'll miss her to most.
Gosh, I haven't had a late night like this since wingspread. I toally thought about Wingspread the other day. I was walking along in Erica Lalaland enjoying what's-his-face-on-the-balcony's ritual evening serenade, and this girl walks in front of me wearing some parfume that somebody at Wingspread wore. I have no idea who, but it was strange how strong and sudden that memory came. All from a smell.
Pee-yew.
but okay, I'm going to finish this essay and grap a midnight snack. Hopefully. Perhaps a meal. Haha. Wow I"m tired. But awake.
I love baking.
Note to self: spend a year in Salzberg sometimes. Preferably when young, healthy, beautiful, single and financially well off.
Had my last class with Robin Today. I made her a really cool card. It tore pieces of paper and arranged them so they look like her, in her favourite costume, and the Tahini Grill where she dances. I loved, and wished I
hadn't given it away. I'm gonna really miss that girl. Second to Ann, I'll miss her to most.
Gosh, I haven't had a late night like this since wingspread. I toally thought about Wingspread the other day. I was walking along in Erica Lalaland enjoying what's-his-face-on-the-balcony's ritual evening serenade, and this girl walks in front of me wearing some parfume that somebody at Wingspread wore. I have no idea who, but it was strange how strong and sudden that memory came. All from a smell.
Pee-yew.
but okay, I'm going to finish this essay and grap a midnight snack. Hopefully. Perhaps a meal. Haha. Wow I"m tired. But awake.