There's a summary at the bottom for those who are a little short on time.
Tuesday, December 23
These first few days of winter break kill me.
I've done nothing.
At all.
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With my bike in disrepair and my obvious inability to drive, I'm stuck at home.
I'm too lame to take initiative and make plans, especially since I'm always going to have to bum rides anyway.
I hate asking for rides, which I've done a lot anyway, I feel like I'm imposing too much.
So, none of that.
Obviously I must feel a little alienated from my friends. I'm not sure when/why this happened.
Farrrrrttttzzzz.
And what is going to be most embarrassing is going back to school. People chatting about their great winter breaks with wacky sleepovers and kooky malling and fantastic dinners.
Oh ho ho ho ho when it becomes my turn to talk about what I did during break...
Run Matt!
SUMMARY:
I'm lame and I haven't done anything during break.
I'm basically begging you on my knees to hang out with me.
I have no shame.
And yes, I put out, so if you want a easy breezy booty call.
Call me.
(Just kidding about the easy breezy part)
I've done nothing.
At all.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
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Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
With my bike in disrepair and my obvious inability to drive, I'm stuck at home.
I'm too lame to take initiative and make plans, especially since I'm always going to have to bum rides anyway.
I hate asking for rides, which I've done a lot anyway, I feel like I'm imposing too much.
So, none of that.
Obviously I must feel a little alienated from my friends. I'm not sure when/why this happened.
Farrrrrttttzzzz.
And what is going to be most embarrassing is going back to school. People chatting about their great winter breaks with wacky sleepovers and kooky malling and fantastic dinners.
Oh ho ho ho ho when it becomes my turn to talk about what I did during break...
Run Matt!
SUMMARY:
I'm lame and I haven't done anything during break.
I'm basically begging you on my knees to hang out with me.
I have no shame.
And yes, I put out, so if you want a easy breezy booty call.
Call me.
(Just kidding about the easy breezy part)
