Guys, Charlie's really sexy>>
Sooooo.
I'm bored and I am rekindling my friendship with Stephanos.
He says, "It's beautiful."
We're in the library, but we're dancing in our seats.
It's the Eurythmics, you can't help but dance.
Charlie finds out if he gets into school today, why the fuck is he studying for physics.
No reason, no reason.
Matthew's looking good in his beanie and flannel.
I'll tell him that.
He nods and smiles.
"Thanks. What did you write about me? Whatever, I'm over it."
Stephanos got 9.5 hours of sleep last night, what the fuck?
This is a boring entry-- I'm gonna go back to dancing.
On another completely unrelated note, my horoscope's degree of accuracy has taken me to a point of unease which brings about a weird sense of relief. Like the calm before a storm almost, however, the impending storm won't ever come. No. Or it might just be the consequences of my excessive listening to Dvorak's Cello Concerto in B minor. Beautiful.
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