i'm off to San Francisco in, like, 3 hours. I'm pulling an all-nighter. I haven't packed yet. I haven't had a vacation yet.
i wanted to do personal work in time for reviews but i've been working and i've been sick and i've been tired and thinking and finishing up my incomplete. i don't even know what to say.
i don't know if i'm disappointed in myself, because i'm not sure how much more i could have done. that's kind of how last semester was/is.
i need this trip. going to a place where there are my sort of freaks, people who can get a little wild and not be chicken-skinned about something a little different, something a little ALIVE. when i'm there i'm going to live like you can't really do, here.