and everybody feels like they're the only one who can't sleep at night...

what a wise molly venter. hadley should appreciate that title...she's probably the only one. can i ask why i'm doing this again? a conversation with two of my favorite boys from quite some time ago comes to mind--that was back when i still cared about making a good impression. i was trying to ensure the fact that never would i ever conform to online journals because why in the world would i want the whole world to know about my life? that makes everything so ridiculously unmysterious--i mean, c'mon, what is life without a little mystery? so i want to make it perfectly clear that i'm doing this for only two reasons: a) to humor my wonderful ATL friends and b) for times like these--which are hopefully very few and far between--when i have absolutely nothing else to do. i intend to make them completely full of nothing more than shit and that's it. so now that we've got that covered...yeah it's definitely 7:05 in the morning. I woke up to my growling stomach, half eating itself, in a ridiculously sticky hot room with very little airflow despite the open windows that only let in the sound of the trucks barreling obnoxiously down the road. it's supposed to be peaceful and quiet and serene here in gambier, and then they have to come ruin it all at 6:30 AM. and why do i have this chronic hunger issue?? alright, despite the total lack of improvement on all three of these conditions since 6:30, i think i am going to attempt to get 30 more minutes of sleep before i have to go take that driving test. wish me luck.
in no way proud of myself right now but loving you all as much as ever,
Liv