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...written on 2008-10-17, @ 11:55 p.m.
If I was any other not-quite-20-year-old I would be stumble drunk in some dank bar right now. Tripping through stick and stink. Surrounded by boys and pretty girls on coke. I would be in some reeking cab making out with some boy whose name I didn't know. In his bed, my clothes a helpless mess(like me) on his bedroom floor.
But I would not be home by 11:30. I would not be stone sober. I would not be thinking about papers and family obligations and the fact that I don't have a single friend who would go out of their way for me tonight. I would not be content and bitter all at once. I would just be bitter.