It took eight hours to prepare, and sixteen minutes to devour.
I'm going to be having a parental talk sometime this weekend. I just know it. It's basically my fault. I told my father that I had changed from disliking school, to, really, hating it. He asked why, and I tried to explain. I'm not entirely sure how coherent it was though. I like my roommates, but, that isn't reason enough to stay at someplace.
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oy. your mom refers to herself and other's as shallow people with pride it seems. this worries me for several reasons.
i know of people who take these so called breaks and never get back to school, but i know you will not be one of these people because you are smart and in school for all the good reasons (trust me, you are, don't question yourself).
your school seems quite large and that's probably one of your problems finding people to relate to, but watch out, there are shallow people everywhere and i know you want to come to the east coast, but once you get here, there's no turning back and i dont think your parents would appreciate you flying back all the time.
so choose wisely and yeah, if you need to talk i'm always here.
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Oh well. I'm getting a lot of writing done, which is something.
Ha ha. My parents wouldn't let me fly back all the time : D They say, "You can come back for the summer." I was never big on Christmas anyways : D
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You would be the ultimate solution to my dilemmas, and I'll do my best to be the solution to yours. We can learn how to socialize together. That might be fun. And, lacking all else, we'd have each other to socialize with, which isn't too bad (if I say so myself...).
Luvs, Kak, hope you survive the conversation. If not, run here, we can have good fun with music.
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We could have lots of musical instruments, Paristroka (?) and a yet un-named puppy.
And of course, good music.
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