these nights i get high just from breathing
2011-10-20 | 5:14 p.m.
i was thinking the other day that, until now, you know until april, i hadn't really been single since i was sixteen. i am not really sure how to be. every boy who likes me, i feel like i should go be in a relationship with. that's weird. i just don't know how to date. how to test someone out? i don't get that, really.
i don't want to go on another date with matt, though.
you know, i really kind of want to get into grad school in fucking oregon or maryland or washington dc, because i want to go on a fucking adventure and do what i want and meet new people and have my old friends visit me and be awesome.
my friend caroline is going in july to spend two weeks in paris and one week in london. she has a place to stay for free--her friend astrid in paris and her family in london. she asked me today if i would go with her.
i really want to.
i'd have to pay for a plane ticket and then for whatever i bought while i was there, which would not be bad at all. i really want to go with her.
next semester i am probably going to have 3 classes on tuesday/thursday, my thesis, and then i will probably get stuck with fucking opening and closing shifts for work because every fucking body else has 8 and 8:30am classes every goddamn day. i am kind of not happy about that.
oh well.
i don't know what this entry is about, but god damn it's really annoying when i sleep for eight hours and i'm still fucking exhausted. pathetic.
oh and i kind of think i'm an atheist but whatev.