the trip begins with a kiss

i don’t feel that bad surprisingly. not really. not anymore. he dropped me and now i’m here. i party too much, but who doesn’t? besides, if it wasn’t for the partying, i wouldn’t have met jacob. jacob was clean cut and good. quite good. what more could a chick ask for in a guy? he was all about me and mine and did all the right things. very, very nice.

shit! i have german in ten!

~lenore