Classes started today. Steve was here, which helped. English is gonna be fun. Kody and Ricardo are in it, as is cute short haired girl, who's name completely escapes my memory. Should be a breeze.
Probably dropping poli sci for reasons that I don't care to go into.
Signing up for a table tennis tourny. Kind of expecting to get my ass kicked, but its better than sitting around doing nothing.
Had a slight nervous breakdown after Steve left, but I'll deal. Four months is a long time, but I guess I figure nothings ever gonna be like 12th grade again. The last two months of that year were probably the best time in my life so far. I had a job, but I could slack off. My friends were there. If I wanted to hang out, they were just a call away. If I needed a break from them, Steff or Serge were right down the block. I had a car. I had just made varsity tennis. I had just made Connie Mack league. I was about to graduate. There was really nothing to complain about. It was more or less ultimate freedom. There were no thunderclouds of college looming overhead. That was a fantastic time, but living in a constant state of nostalgia isn't healthy and I really can't expect this summer to be a repeat. We can't really ever go back to those two months.
Probably gonna try to get some sleep. Soc tomorrow at 10:40. Oh boy.
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