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disclaimer: this is the life and times of meredith r. mistletoe. i'm making a slight attempt to disguise my identity and hide things that i write about and pretend i don't feel things i do. but if you read this and i don't know you read it, then you read it at your own risk. and you should let me know you're reading it... especially because a lot of the time things need clarifying or aren't quite true anymore or etc etc etc.

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2004.08.13 1:18 p.m.

it's rainy. but i wanted to go to kensington market. i feel like i have barely any time left. which is a little too true.

i need to get so much stuff done before i leave. but it feels like i should have to do nothing because i'm done nothing will get done. and ali will get a moldy apartment and i'll end up at home with no possessions. that is if i remember to book a plane ticket. and get myself to the airport. wow i have no faith.

hey i just booked my flight home. suck that. august 30th i leave here at noon and get to home at 13.33. aka: 1.30.p.m. so be at the airport to love me up. there, i've gone and spoiled it and now i can't surprise any of you. that was really fun last time. especially with steve-dave and her screaming.

it'll be good to be home. right?

erica didn't have a get-together last night. it was at nathanael's instead. that sucked because it was further so not so many people came and there was no jesse. and he would have come to erica's and i would have flirted with him because he has such beautiful eyes. i only went for a bit and then erica and i went to get food at sneaky dees. and that was fun. i love sneaky dees. and me and erica haven't had quality alone time in awhile. in a hot way.

it's going to be so bizarre not seeing these people every day. i just take them for granted. oh the sadness.

it was the last day of classes today. yesterday we did an excercise where everyone said their form of good-bye into the camera. neil says he'll show it to us at the end of next year. i do love this place.

this city has been remarkably easy to make my home. i feel nestled in the city and mostly taken care of by it. that's contradictory of all of what i was told about it. and my little neighborhood community is the nicest. this all means so much.

though scott was being a huge asshole to me yesterday. i don't know what his problem is but if it continues i will shoot him in the eye. ugh i'm mad. and sad. i don't know what i've done that has offended him so highly.

it's not worth getting into on here.

and i'm tired. i hope to go foor brunch this afternoon. we'll see how that works itself out.

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all the diarylands. - 2008.02.21
I move my head. - 2008.01.27
read the other one. - 2008.01.21
was Medium? - 2008-01-17
Or maybe I won't. - 2008.01.15

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