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three xmas presents down and 1500 words on my poetry paper to go. I do not feel impending doom. I feel kind of like a Euphoric Oxygen-high Plane Crash Victim, except less victimized and more accepting of the world.
Since I learned the spagetthi-instead-of-a-long-match trick, I have been spending insane amounts of time lighting pieces of spaghetti on fire. hehe. I'm crazy, yes?
The guy at Dominoes gave me a bottle of Root Beer when I only had 2.82 instead of 3.00. It made me feel good inside. As did talking about history with a cab driver this afternoon. And talking to peeps from work/making friends on my new team is also nice. I wish I could go out for shooter night at the Peel tomorrow, but going home is more worth it. And I even managed to legitimately get Friday off.
I have to pack.. I was going to do laundry but decided not to. I am in a talkative mood but no one to talk to and other obligations. I want to get high before I leave University and join the real world. Just once, even though I know smoking kills me. I feel inexperienced. I miss hanging out with friends. I also miss randomly getting to know people, and maybe even flirting with them because I know I can.
I want to go dancing. It Relieves the stress. Even without drinking. I want tall boots, sexy big calf hugging wide footed size 12 boots. And someday I will find them. It just won't be in a retail store.
Since I learned the spagetthi-instead-of-a-long-match trick, I have been spending insane amounts of time lighting pieces of spaghetti on fire. hehe. I'm crazy, yes?
The guy at Dominoes gave me a bottle of Root Beer when I only had 2.82 instead of 3.00. It made me feel good inside. As did talking about history with a cab driver this afternoon. And talking to peeps from work/making friends on my new team is also nice. I wish I could go out for shooter night at the Peel tomorrow, but going home is more worth it. And I even managed to legitimately get Friday off.
I have to pack.. I was going to do laundry but decided not to. I am in a talkative mood but no one to talk to and other obligations. I want to get high before I leave University and join the real world. Just once, even though I know smoking kills me. I feel inexperienced. I miss hanging out with friends. I also miss randomly getting to know people, and maybe even flirting with them because I know I can.
I want to go dancing. It Relieves the stress. Even without drinking. I want tall boots, sexy big calf hugging wide footed size 12 boots. And someday I will find them. It just won't be in a retail store.