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After today it is quite evident how the rest of the semester will progress. I know nobody well enough in 2 of my classes to actually feel comfortable, and all those that I became sparsely acquainted with are scheduled nicely into separate and sometimes better classes. Except for Kosoru's, that is, where I have Lauren and Farrah and just enough to cling to my sanity. Nobody close to me is in Crawford's class. I sat by myself, alone, all on the side and stared off into space as the lady lectured. In Guild's I suppose I won't need friends since the class is math, and its precal, something I haven't had since 9th grade, and I will definitely need to devote my undivided attention. Well, for most of it I guess. Right now we are reviewing functions. Easy schmeezy.
I'm in the BCC library right now, waiting for James to give me ride. Today is his day off and several of his friends are down, so he went to the beach with them. But when he told me that my heart sank. He never wants to go to the beach.
Make of that what you will.
I'm just this clingy little piece of shit with no friends who gets envious when my only true stake of intimate property actually indulges in the luxuries of outside friendships. *sigh*
I just stuffed my face with a blueberry muffin. I'm ravenous, I haven't eaten all day, but my budget as of now can only afford me that. I need to pick up my paycheck. I need FOOD.
The cutie from Crawford's isn't in any of my classes this time aorund. He was in all three last time. Even still, I never talked to him, and when I did I felt like just a big fat oaf. He made a point of saying hi to me today though, although it was blunt and unconventional, and he just kept walking after, it was indeed an attempt to grasp my attention for a moment. I'm way to overanalytical. He's cute, and possibly interesting (i wouldn't know, heh) and is definitely a prospect had I been single, but am not, so hence i must discard any amount of intrigue I could dispose upon his case.
I got a letter of nomination as a poosible candidate for this excellence writer award thing. I'm among seven girls chosen amongst the College Academy elect who are supposedly very good writers, and I must submit entries of my own work to mrs. K so that I could be considered as the sole proprietor to the nomination. I really want that award. Or that nomination at least. God, how good would that look on my Sarah Lawrence App? Writing is all I truly love and I just need to go to SL . . I NEED to.
I just got very discouraged . .
how disappointing.
toodles
I'm in the BCC library right now, waiting for James to give me ride. Today is his day off and several of his friends are down, so he went to the beach with them. But when he told me that my heart sank. He never wants to go to the beach.
Make of that what you will.
I'm just this clingy little piece of shit with no friends who gets envious when my only true stake of intimate property actually indulges in the luxuries of outside friendships. *sigh*
I just stuffed my face with a blueberry muffin. I'm ravenous, I haven't eaten all day, but my budget as of now can only afford me that. I need to pick up my paycheck. I need FOOD.
The cutie from Crawford's isn't in any of my classes this time aorund. He was in all three last time. Even still, I never talked to him, and when I did I felt like just a big fat oaf. He made a point of saying hi to me today though, although it was blunt and unconventional, and he just kept walking after, it was indeed an attempt to grasp my attention for a moment. I'm way to overanalytical. He's cute, and possibly interesting (i wouldn't know, heh) and is definitely a prospect had I been single, but am not, so hence i must discard any amount of intrigue I could dispose upon his case.
I got a letter of nomination as a poosible candidate for this excellence writer award thing. I'm among seven girls chosen amongst the College Academy elect who are supposedly very good writers, and I must submit entries of my own work to mrs. K so that I could be considered as the sole proprietor to the nomination. I really want that award. Or that nomination at least. God, how good would that look on my Sarah Lawrence App? Writing is all I truly love and I just need to go to SL . . I NEED to.
I just got very discouraged . .
how disappointing.
toodles