* s t a r d u s t a g a i n s t a p a l e s k y *

A falling star is a phenomenon to an adult and magic- a miracle- to a child. Who's right? Things are what you define them. So who am I? I guess it's up to you...


*Place Head 2 Inches From Wall. Thrust Forward. Repeat as Necessary*

I got lots of mail today. I got 3 or 4 books, a bra, and silk pajamas. Mm-mm. I'm excited about at least two of those. I love getting stuff in the mail, it's my hero, which is why I'm glad that number one I don't have a credit card and number two that I didn't write down my mother's card info before I left like I had planned on "just in case".

Anyways I'm so tired. I talked to Schuyler and Greg until all hours of the night and even though it brought me some clarity about things it also made things fuzzy from the lack of sleep. Let's just say I was worried that Ali's alarm clock would go off before I stopped talking. But i got my homework in for Philosophy (barely, and bare minimum), and it's all good.

So yea, I think I'm going to sleep, or at least doing some work or something useful. I decided against sitting at my comptuer all day.. so even if I'm procrastinating elsewhere, at least I won't be here. But I still like blogging, I think despite the fact that it gets addicting and lets you withdrawl from the world, it does let me bring some clarity to situations. I just like writing, I do. I am thinking it would be a good idea for me to just write everything in a notebook all the time (I always want to write down really small things), but I'm thinking maybe not because that would mean I'd never pay attention in class. :-)

I'm trying not to think about being alone on Valentines Day. It doesn't even matter, its a commercial holiday - or so I keep telling myself. Being with Mike gets fuzzier and fuzzier every day, like it's a distant dream. But the moment I see him again, it's all restored, and I'm happier than ever. I'm just trying to not think about how far away that moment may be.


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