Toastie ‘97

10:45AM
Given what happened this morning, I’ll have to explain what happened yesterday in the Susan story.
First of all, classes were decent. Left a note on Rachel’s door that I never got a reply to. Ran into Elise at the East Food Court. She seemed uncomfortable to see me. I sat down […]

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12:50AM
I’ve got no desire to write anything tonight. I just want to go to sleep. The Susan situation reached a climax tonight. She got my slightly rewritten letter. That’s it. Maybe I’ll write about Susan tomorrow.

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11:55AM
The surprisingly decent mood I found myself in last night was washed away when Michael came back to the room. I was trying to sleep, and he had to be so fucking loud. (I’ll use expletives, because I’m really pissed.) He showed absolutely no consideration for me as he talked to whatever people he had […]

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10:45AM
I’ll start back at late Thursday night. I was hanging out in Julie and Pam’s room on this floor for about an hour and a half. I had gone there to talk to them about my Susan problem, but there were others in the room, and so I said nothing and just sat or stood […]

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3:15AM
I feel like such major shit right now, and I don’t mean just because I have a decent-sized hangover. I feel all alone. I feel like I’m in conflict with myself. I don’t know what to do. I know I don’t feel like writing though (so why did I bother now?)
4:40AM
Dear Susan,
I hate writing this […]

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10:00AM
“Oh, shit!” I thought when I woke up about a half-hour ago. I realized that I was missing my weight training class, which had started at 9:10. Two days ago when I went to the Card Gym for the class, the instructor didn’t show up. Now I’m wondering what to do. I have no other […]

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5:45PM
For the moment, I have shifted into a neutral mode. Michael went off to do some reading. I have a lot of stuff I could be doing, but my old habit of contemplating life has returned to me, and so I’ve returned, for as briefly as it might be, to my journal. I just spent […]

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