Thanks guys. It means a lot!

So, the highlight of the trip, beyond meeting family, living on a 60 foot yacht for 3 days, taking beautiful pictures, and watching Grim Adventures in Spanish, was that I was reunited with a dear old friend from my childhood. Once, long ago, I was in a store in Puerto Rico, and I was thirsty, so mom bought me a can of Old Colony Pi�a, which is the best pineapple drink I'd ever had or have had since.

Pi�a was just a long lost memory to me; all I could remember was the taste and the bright yellow can. BUT! Before I got on the boat I mentioned above, we went to a little bakery type shop (with legendary sandwiches, word has it,). Mom recommended some drink called Old Colony, which did not strike my memory, but when I saw the can, I knew.

And when I drank it, I believed.

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I passed through initiation into my fraternity on Saturday night. It was...pretty interesting. And very secretive. Shhh!

I never know what to write in these things. Eventually I just decide to open a new entry and start typing. And then stuff comes out!

Things with Lauren are...quiet. That is to say, I don't talk to her. In the last few weeks, I've really wanted to text her to ask her stuff. What she thought of me. What she thinks of me now. What any of the stuff we did meant to her.

And what she expects me to do with that stupid little zebra keyring thing she gave me. It's part of a set of three, and together they say "Best Friends Forever." There was one animal for her, one for me, and one for her most current biffle4lyfe. I was never quite sure where I was supposed to fit into that triangle because honestly I don't like the other girl very much...in hindsight, the miscommunication is obvious: my zebra just says "friends."

Anyway, I've been told by a mutual friend to drop it. So that's what I'm trying to do. I don't text her with weird inquiries into the nature of our relationship, no matter how gleefully morbid I'm feeling. I don't text her at all. Sometimes I still get pangs of loneliness, and more often, indignation and anger. But it seems to be working. I don't particularly feel like texting her anymore. I don't update all my friends on the newest details as they come up. (Mostly because nothing is coming up.) I guess that's good.

If things continue as they are now, I'll keep stable and probably be right as rain soon. Unfortunately, her relationship with a close friend of mine is likely to push her back into my life in the near future. I don't need that. Even the fact that he misses hangouts to go on dates with her is enough to irk me. Since I am apparently the only one disturbed by their combined presence, he will likely be bringing her to movie nights and the like when we start them back up over the winter break; nobody else will side with me on the matter. If I complain, I'm just bitching.

Seriously, though, what do I do with this zebra thing? What little sentimental value it has is far outweighed by what it represents to me. It's just a bad memory. But over time I have learned that I usually regret throwing things away. Plus that'd be a pretty big dick move. I just feel like her giving it to me was a mistake...should I give it back? It'd be hard to pull off without some implied malice and I'd rather not be so open with my implications (haha). I'll probably end up leaving it in my drawer and forgetting it. That'd probably be best.

I tell you what, I'm glad that facebook gives me the option to unsubscribe from people's updates. I don't get most of her air-headed statuses anymore, and almost none of her tagged photos. The worst thing I have to put up with is talking to the guy, actually, because he usually has a profile picture of the two of them cuddling or something. I try to ignore how many of my own friends like those photos. I can't blame them for it, because they're all friends with him too. It just feels a bit like being left out in the dark and forgotten...

Well gosh this got much more mopey than I'd planned.

Finals week coming up whoooooooooooooooooooo I'm going to disappoint my mother again whoooooooooooooooooooo

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I always thought that was funny.




I never had any discernible body oder until a few months ago. I've finally grown up in this respect.



Boo!

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I got very lucky on youtube one time and found a music video made of clips from Halo and this song. After that, my friend Kierra just-so-happened to buy their new two-disk album (joyjoyjoy) and let me have it for a while. Kamelot rocks my socks; they are, in my opinion, the best example of symphonic metal. Except it's more opera metal, isn't it? The album was called Ghost Opera, as is one of the songs on it, and that seems like a pretty good way of describing them.

Swim practice starts tomorrow. Gotta get up early, like I tried to do this morning. Funny story, actually.

Well, not really.

Anyway, I can't stay on any longer, so later.

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