So, I'm leaving Los Angeles for a month. I'll head to Texas tomorrow, then Boston on the 10th, and on the 18th, I'll graduate.

GRADUATE.

I've got a beautiful apartment waiting for me. My friend Anne is subletting my room for May, so I made it home for her before leaving.

This semester has been so...

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is that I'm happy. Despite my growing reputation as a "series of unfortunate events", the possibilities for my future make me giddy like Christmas morning.

I just got a call on my cell, from Maggie. She was at the Nerageous party at Lucy, my old apartment, with my friends, and my old roommate Sunshine of Love, and amazing music, and bad clothing, and nachos ( Read more... )

I let this semester swallow me; I had to say goodbye to a lot of really important people. I'm still not comfortable with thinking it's forever, so my next trick will be making sure that's not the case. Meanwhile, I managed to make decent grades. BETTER THAN MY DAD'S, ANYWAY. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

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"I saw you in the sun room talking to dad, and I swore you were mum."