OK, it's been a while since I've done one of these... I wonder what this will turn out like... I mean, is it possible to get out of the habit of rambling? Speaking of rambling, my new best friend's roommate can ramble quite well. I think she talks like me. It was scary to think that that is how I talk. ::shiver:: Anyway... speaking of my new best friend/love interest/memory... she is really awesome. I mean, have you ever just found someone who was so much like you, and just complimented you in all the ways you needed... I mean complimented as in fit... not as in saying something nice. I mean, I can't remember things or motivate myself, and she is good at remembering things and is good at motivating herself. She helps me to get motivated and organized... Wow, if I get too organized I may not be able to ramble anymore. That would put a slight dent in that part of my page now wouldn't it? Hmm... I almost ran out of ideas there. When in doubt, quote a song. The one you're listening to works quite well most often... "I started something... and now I'm not too sure..." Hmm... that never fits my life... ::cough:: Well... What now... College life is quite different from living at home. I know that seems obvious... but I guess I didn't realize how much different it would be. Now that I've finished the first semester, I realized that not having organization or motivation is very bad for your grades. Oh yes, my grades are going to come out very poor, I'm afraid. Well, learned a lesson and now have my great friend to help me...

A thing about living on a "non-dry" campus... parties. A lot of them. People who were the "good, innocent" ones being too drunk to walk. ::shiver:: It's scary to see one of my first friends here so wasted. She couldn't walk. Scott and Dan had to carry her. It was really pathetic. I feel like Dan, Todd, Natalie and I are the only ones who don't drink. Geez... Heh heh. We go downtown when there are supposed to be big parties. "Hey Natalie, I hear there's supposed to be a big party here tonight..." "Wanna go downtown?" "Yep." Ah yes. Avoid the parties. "I am the sun and the heir... of a shyness that is criminally vulgar. I am the summoner, of nothing in particular. You shut your mouth, how can you say, I go about things the wrong way. I am human and I need to be loved. Just like everybody else does." One thing about my best friend, she is shy. In many ways. In some she isn't... but many ways she is. She is very shy about... As opposed to my ex who wants to jump on me as soon as I get home. (Which happens to be tomorrow...) Despite the fact that she is so shy, I still stay. I feel that it is worth the waiting. "When they fall down, when they fall down..." Hmm... I'm wondering how much of my life is missing from the ramblings now... I should check #6 to see where I left off... "I've seen this happen, in other people's lives, now it's happening in mine..." Oops, no, time to check laundry...

Stupid machines don't work well... I now have soap stuck to most of my clothes. grr... And now I doubt the stupid dryers will actually dry my clothes either. Hmm... maybe I should be packing here... Nah. I'll do it in the morning. After or while I'm spending time w/ my friend... I'll miss her... I wonder if I'll survive the week of not even being able to talk to her online... Hmm... The fog here is incredible. Ah, my roommate and some of the other guys are out playing lazertag. That should be interesting in all that fog. Oh well. Run Pip, run! I should play sometime. OK, I'm getting a bit worn out here. Typing must cease. No more. No more ramble. Stop rambling. The topics are dry. Or at least the eyes are. It rains a lot here. It hasn't for a few days though. Today was just incredibly foggy. OK, stop... stop... no more typing...

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