thanks dad, for teaching me the word for a huge change right before going off to college, cuz it's starting to kick in. the parties are just starting to get monotonous, and people are acting kinda crazy. it's good tho, cuz there are always zumbyes and bluesox (the zumbyes' sister group) willing to chill less maniacally, and these guys ryan and azlan are more or less two distinct possibilities of what i'll be like as a senior.
i miss you ny ppl, it's weird trying to find a sort of home in every aspect of life here, but i'm working on it, and hopefully things will solidify soon. but for now, i'm just getting fucking pissed off at how 90% of the time, ppl can't fathom having fun without getting trashed. i actually threw my phone and punched a wall the other day and almost caused dorm damage. it wasn't just cuz of this, but it pushed me over the edge for a bit. first time i've been mad since coming here.
ugh. ok, better now. =]
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Mmm darlin, the thing is, it's the first time alcohol is offered to a lot of these people, so they just let loose. Getting out of control will lose it's thrill after a while, give it time.
Miss you, love you, call me soon.
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yay punching things, great way to get out your stress. A more productive one is excercising. hooray for our gym being open 5am-midnight every day. And no one ever being there. EVER. So I can listen to angry music and lift really heavy things. again. and again. and again.
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