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Hello. It's been a while since my last confession. How many hail Marries Father...wow that was creepy. NEwho....I'm graduated...that's a start. I've gone dancing, went to Tahoe, saw Midsummer, got grounded, had pornstars...fun summer. I also have the most amazing person in the the world for a boyfriend. He's, he's, he's.....wow. I'll try to contain myself and not goosh my love onto you. It's always awkward when someone elses love goop lands on your shoes.
College move-in is in exactly a month (I'm going to Chapman University in SoCal). I don't really want to go to college though. I burned myself out last year, plus I don't want to move to SoCal, it's expensive, I'll miss my Davis loved ones and I like where I work. I'm just not feeling the whole college thing at this point in time. Oh well. I am a curiouse one though. One who enjoys new adventures and experiences.
I shouldn't be awake right now. Do you know those times when you are awake at times you should be asleep, but you just don't have a enough will power to resist inertia. I just want to stay up forever....but I'm soo tired. You know it's a good idea to fall asleep when falafa's are dancing around, the moon is singing show tunes and it sounds like the short story you are writting was writtin by someone on shrooms. Good night. I'm not going to be going to be going to bed, but I hope you are asleep at the point that I am writing this and when I finally go to bed, but hopefully you are awake when you are reading this. Wow my typingt is viberating up my arms and into my head right now. I'm dillusional. I'm insane. I'm trying to stop writing. I'm, oh noses a pattern of how I'm beging sentences (I'm bad at breaking patterns). Evan. There I broke it. Evan fixes all, even my insanity. Evan, even, Evan, evan. I know the difference. I love Evan and even is just alright. I'll go think about Evan, continue writing my story and try to come back to reality elsewhere now. Yay for wasting everyones time. So long and thanks for all the fish!
College move-in is in exactly a month (I'm going to Chapman University in SoCal). I don't really want to go to college though. I burned myself out last year, plus I don't want to move to SoCal, it's expensive, I'll miss my Davis loved ones and I like where I work. I'm just not feeling the whole college thing at this point in time. Oh well. I am a curiouse one though. One who enjoys new adventures and experiences.
I shouldn't be awake right now. Do you know those times when you are awake at times you should be asleep, but you just don't have a enough will power to resist inertia. I just want to stay up forever....but I'm soo tired. You know it's a good idea to fall asleep when falafa's are dancing around, the moon is singing show tunes and it sounds like the short story you are writting was writtin by someone on shrooms. Good night. I'm not going to be going to be going to bed, but I hope you are asleep at the point that I am writing this and when I finally go to bed, but hopefully you are awake when you are reading this. Wow my typingt is viberating up my arms and into my head right now. I'm dillusional. I'm insane. I'm trying to stop writing. I'm, oh noses a pattern of how I'm beging sentences (I'm bad at breaking patterns). Evan. There I broke it. Evan fixes all, even my insanity. Evan, even, Evan, evan. I know the difference. I love Evan and even is just alright. I'll go think about Evan, continue writing my story and try to come back to reality elsewhere now. Yay for wasting everyones time. So long and thanks for all the fish!