I'm pretty tired about freaking out and worrying about things. Which is interesting because I don't even think I've been freaking out or worrying all that much. I am also tired of talking about things...kind of. It is hard to make such a generalization because there are times i really do want to talk about things. It's just that I don't want to have conversations because I'm obliged to...I only want real conversations, or silence. I also don't want to say fancy sentences all the time and come across as someone who's full of it...i'm not really full of anything. I'm just a person. I mean, a really fucking amazing person who is way above you...but ya know. I like seeing some of my friends who know that cuddling is affection between friends. Come cuddle me, it doesn't have to "mean" something. Too bad we're not all on the same page, oh well.
Going camping tomorrow. I'll be camping while everyone will be logging on to see if they got into berkeley. Hope they get in...but if I don't get in, i hope none of them get in and that we're all miserable together. Just kidding! Kind of! Not really!
love.love.love
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