Wherein I return, triumphantly, to LJ. Bitches.
don't expect capitalization.
so, i'm in college, and i'm almost a sophomore. there will be no thoughtful reminiscing, no stories of debauchery and no revealing of secrets. things have been good. i'm looking forward to coming home and seeing my friends. i'm sure that i'll enjoy it for at least a week before i start to hate my life again.
it looks as though i will be a laborer for grey construction for the third of a year that will constitute my summer. this means that i will most certainly be involved in the carrying, destroying or pouring of concrete.
i don't see many of you nearly enough, hopefully that'll change.
today, i got hit on by a crazy, drunken homeless woman.
if there were one word to describe me, that word would be the opposite of profound.
so, i'm in college, and i'm almost a sophomore. there will be no thoughtful reminiscing, no stories of debauchery and no revealing of secrets. things have been good. i'm looking forward to coming home and seeing my friends. i'm sure that i'll enjoy it for at least a week before i start to hate my life again.
it looks as though i will be a laborer for grey construction for the third of a year that will constitute my summer. this means that i will most certainly be involved in the carrying, destroying or pouring of concrete.
i don't see many of you nearly enough, hopefully that'll change.
today, i got hit on by a crazy, drunken homeless woman.
if there were one word to describe me, that word would be the opposite of profound.