sun: Apr. 15, 2002 (11:39 am)

so maybe now i can write something.

yesterday at georgetown my sort-of-cousin disapeared into a classroom. as i walked a bit down the hall i noticed she wasn't with me. her mother gave me the edited version of her life story in the time she had a conversations with a student about the school.

everyone here sits around waiting for soneone else to act like michelle.

to put my state in terms of romantic poetry, i feel like i'm moving as much as a boat in a painting.

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