| why and how did i decide to update this stupid thing at the worst time possible? i should be writing my fucking hemingway paper but all i can think about is the summer... despite the fact that i don't even know what country i'll be in. but one thing is solidified: matt is coming to japan! yay!! and thennnnnnnn i will be in londonnnnnnnnnnn. yeah not so sure how i feel about that. oh and the title is referring to my paper. it has nothing to do with me beyond that.
gahhhh how is it 4 already.
spring break: fabulous
him: perfection
oh shit oh shit oh shit.
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same number, same contact. i still have to set up my email on my phone, but that should be taken care of tomorrow.
tired as le fuck.
i LOVE debutante balls. especially in the south.
man, southern boys,
they sure know how to DANCE.
the ball was like prom with alcohol and
wasted rich parents. i wish i were a deb 
congrats to my jacksonville roomie, shields 
i miss everyone already 
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For certain is death for the born
And certain is birth for the dead;
Therefore over the inevitable
Thou shouldst not grieve.
-Bhagavad Gita
I guess this was meant to be, meant to be done, meant to have happened.
...and now you can be with everyone anytime they need you.
maybe it was meant to be
but it doesn't make it easier.
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kowai ne~.
