• DASH bus: There this guy accross from me that reminds me so damn much of lawrence. And Virginia is so pretty. But I love the way I can just block everything and everyone out. It's great! Ts as If I had my own slundtrack going on. Stupid. I surprisingly got an A on the French mardi Gras test. I have a test in urrutia tomorrow. Means I have to do a worksheet when I get home today. Metro: Fucking monkeys, I swear to youl! Home bus:  Carolyn and claryssa are being best friends again. They've been doing that lately, and it seems like clarissa enjoys it. I notice when people do it by the smallest things, when they exclude you. When they listen to an iPod together, such intimate act. When they gossip to each other. When they tell eachother iokes. When they put their elbow on your way. When they cross their legs. When they turn their back on you. Maybe they don't mean it. And maybe Carolyn thinks I've changed. I think in, in her eyes, I have. But whatever.  The weathers been cold lately and my body hates it.  It's intimate because they're listening to something no one else in the room is listening to. And they're connected by this cord thing, brain to brain. I used to thing that it didn't hurt me but it does. Maybe this is what clarissa felt all along and I'm getting it now. AH dammit I fucking hate it! 

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