Aug 23, 2006 00:48
pie's gone. celo's gone. la's going. may's on her way. i smell like humans and youth and all the things that make summers in the suburbs supposedly worth it.
i won't pretend. it's been good. it's been a good time and i only wanted to rip my hair out for a total of two weeks this whole summer. that's not too bad considering it is jersey.
book stuff is picking up. princeton stuff is picking up. everyone is leaving.
i don't know how to feel.
but i shouldn't have drank whatever it is farabi gave me a couple hours ago.