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6.24.2006

Concernati.

I've not heard from two of my three roommates, and it's concerning me. Not because I care who they are and fi they're compatible, because that doesn't matter. Realistically, we probably won't all get along, but will be forced to under the circumstances.

However, none are talking to each other. We need to get the paperwork signed, and start talking about what we're going to bring, and all that good stuff.

I'm sure it'll pan it out. It always does.
6.23.2006

Tempus Fugit.

Very, very long time since I've posted. No one really cares, myself included. I just like the therapeutic aspects of blogging, and the more publicized forum. With my memory insufficiencies, it's nice to just type out happenings, and link people as questions arise. Anyway...

College is coming. Quicky. I'm filled with feelings of a nervous excitement and I just can't freakin' wait. I'm finally getting the hell out of this hell hole called Agawam, and hopefully never looking back. Seriously what is going to keep me here? That's right, nothing. I have my uncle and my grandmother... and those are phone relations.

I've cut relations with Mike, Sam is going away to Illinoisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss, and Phil's being a huge poon with David. That's all I have to say about that.

Wow, two movie allusions in one sentence. I hope they'll be appreciated.

I've been getting closer to Aunty Chrissy, which is a major event because I was never really close to anyone in my family. She's one of the only relatives that I'm out to, and I... I don't know, I just never got close to anyone. But, I'm going to depend on her an awful lot when I go out to the Eastern End.

I seriously. Cannot. Fucking wait. It's going to be a whole new world, and I just know that I'm going to love it.

It feels strange typing this from Sam's computer, so I'll wrap it up for now, and finish it later.

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