Goulet.

It's hilarious how stupid I can be sometimes. Honestly, I need to work on thinking before I speak. It's a problem.

I didn't sleep all weekend. Let me clarify. I slept for 3 hours Saturday morning, not Friday night at all, then I didn't sleep until this morning again. So I kind of went 38+ hours without sleep for no reason whatsoever. And then I didn't get a lot of sleep this morning so I'm kind of loopy and out of it. So im me for a really great conversation right now.

I enjoy new friends, and new almost-friends. Hopefully some of the almost-friends will turn into friends friends over time, because one can never have too many friends. Friends, friends, friends, friends. Friends. This is a really stupid entry, I can't think of anything to say.

Too many people know about what happened on campus Friday, I will say that. I kept saying I didn't want to tell anyone, but for some reason it just keeps coming up. And then today I went to hear a lecture about rights and liberties on campus and Professor Downs brought up the EXACT INCIDENT as an exapmle. He wasn't talking about me, obviously, I'm never met the man before in my life, but still. And Rick was sitting behind me, and he heard about it this morning, so he kind of snorted/giggled, and I turned around and looked at him and was highly embarrassed. I feel like I'm making a really really big deal out of nothing. It just made me feel completely violated and unsafe, that's all. I shouldn't feel that way on campus. I'm going to stop talking about this now. It's depressing and no one wants to hear about it.

Man, I started this semester with the intention to stop all of my bad habits, but now I'm going back to them more and more. Well, one inparticular, but it's become kind of a social thing. ovaiubaiubakbiubawiubwaiuvbailbvaiubeaoihg. The end.

I've been drinking a lot of coffee lately. And it seems like every time I go into Mugby Ristow or Jared is there. Or randomly, out of nowhere, Rick. I wish I had some place like that back at home, where I could go in and be guaranteed to know someone. Belmont Surplus is kind of like that for me, and when I'm there i make new friends too, but it's just not the same. I'd insert another tremor, but I think the previous one was good enough.

This is really random.



Dear Eva,

I miss you bunches.