last night i cried and flailed for a very long time. poor christopher was concerned and trying to sleep. oh drugs. it's okay now, though. and it's homework time! hoo-ray.
i really, really want to go west NOW. if anyone knows somebody in portland, oregon y'all should hook me up. i barely ever go outside anymore, so now i get headaches all the time and clench my jaw when i'm sleeping because i need fresh air! AIR IS VERY IMPORTANT.
last night i had an incredible urge to go swimming. i got excited that nyu has a pool, and then realized that i haven't owned a bathing suit in three years. simply because my little ego won't suffer those mirrors in the dressing room. i think that is sad. i really like to swim.
friends are good. i like friends. the having-highschool-friends-after-highschool problem is an interesting one.
i guess i have no more random bullshit to feed you.
be well, people.
i really, really want to go west NOW. if anyone knows somebody in portland, oregon y'all should hook me up. i barely ever go outside anymore, so now i get headaches all the time and clench my jaw when i'm sleeping because i need fresh air! AIR IS VERY IMPORTANT.
last night i had an incredible urge to go swimming. i got excited that nyu has a pool, and then realized that i haven't owned a bathing suit in three years. simply because my little ego won't suffer those mirrors in the dressing room. i think that is sad. i really like to swim.
friends are good. i like friends. the having-highschool-friends-after-highschool problem is an interesting one.
i guess i have no more random bullshit to feed you.
be well, people.
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*sends bottle of air from Pacific Ocean over internet*
the swimming-mirror dillemna sounds like a self-correcting feedback loop to me. Or the opposite, depending how you...
you can swim away flubber but brains boing boners over brawn anyway, and you can't swim for that.