Jul 31, 2001 23:15
My best friend will most likely be leaving in less than 30 hours... I may see him again on the East Coast, but I won't see him again in Oregon for a while. He has taught me in the last few months how much I will miss this town. For the most part, it bores me. But it also has a lot of little intricacies that don't exist anywhere else. Perhaps this will always be my home, who knows?
The concept of the wait list is a bitch. If I were accepted two months before, everything would have been taken care of and I'd be sailing right now. But the winds are weak. I have to row my ass into college. I really hope that Y is worth it...
Is there anything else to say? Who knows. But if anyone is interested in the finest cutlery in the world, give me an e-mail.
~Blue Thunder