Damn cardboard boxes thought they could get the drop on me... whose on top of the foodchain now?
Yeah, I finally finished unpacking everything. And when I say 'finished' I mean, naturally, that all my essentials are strewn around my room and the rest will be fished for as needed. I wish I could have just teleported everything.
Didn't get the courier job. Whatever, who cares- I'll just stay in the dorms and mooch off my parents. That's what I'm supposed to do now that I'm a college student, right?
Oh, god, I'm in college.
[Semi-private; if you really want to hack this, hack away]
Teddy e-mailed me to tell me he missed me. I miss him a lot, but- I'm supposed to choose my future over my social life, right? No matter how miserable that makes me- that's the way it works, right? Right. Like in Calvin and Hobbes- being miserable builds character.
Anyways, I'm in Japan. A whole new country. In college. Far away from everyone I love. I think I'm going to be sick again.
That's better. Ted's studying to be a nurse. A nurse. Jesus, whenever I hear him say that, I picture him in a little candy-stripers uniform. It's not flattering.
Did I mention that I miss him? I wonder what he's doing right now. It's like one am, so he's probably sleeping. Or maybe he's studying his little blonde brains out for some anatomy class.
Speaking of, it was totally unnessecary for him to tell me exactly what a cadaver looks like. I'll never eat chicken again. Is dissection really in the nurse's training program, or was he just fucking with me?
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Yeah, I finally finished unpacking everything. And when I say 'finished' I mean, naturally, that all my essentials are strewn around my room and the rest will be fished for as needed. I wish I could have just teleported everything.
Didn't get the courier job. Whatever, who cares- I'll just stay in the dorms and mooch off my parents. That's what I'm supposed to do now that I'm a college student, right?
Oh, god, I'm in college.
[Semi-private; if you really want to hack this, hack away]
Teddy e-mailed me to tell me he missed me. I miss him a lot, but- I'm supposed to choose my future over my social life, right? No matter how miserable that makes me- that's the way it works, right? Right. Like in Calvin and Hobbes- being miserable builds character.
Anyways, I'm in Japan. A whole new country. In college. Far away from everyone I love. I think I'm going to be sick again.
That's better. Ted's studying to be a nurse. A nurse. Jesus, whenever I hear him say that, I picture him in a little candy-stripers uniform. It's not flattering.
Did I mention that I miss him? I wonder what he's doing right now. It's like one am, so he's probably sleeping. Or maybe he's studying his little blonde brains out for some anatomy class.
Speaking of, it was totally unnessecary for him to tell me exactly what a cadaver looks like. I'll never eat chicken again. Is dissection really in the nurse's training program, or was he just fucking with me?
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