Oh, friends

You know, I really don't like St. Mary's. I hate the wind. I hate the way the people here are so judgmental like high school. I hate the jocks, and I hate the pompous asshole smart kids. I hate the cold. I hate my roommate. I hate the limited class space. I hate how everyone is so studious all of the time. I hate the walk to Guam. I hate how there's no restaurants or malls around.

But, dammit, I'm really going to miss my friends. They are just so fraggin' awesome and wonderful. And I feel so badly because Will is haunted every day with the thought that he's taking me away from my friends, and I guess it's sort of true? But I'm making the decision, and I know it's the best decision for me, seeing as I love him and he's my main man and I hate not being able to see him every day, but I'm still going to miss my friends. He shouldn't worry so much about "taking me away" from my friends as much as he should be planning on me coming up and visit frequently (there's cheap flights from BWI to Raleigh!)

I should probably go take a shower. I'm driving in a car with Carlo for four hours (and Hayley for two hours) today, so I should probably feel fresh. Also, I have a sociology test, so we'll see how that goes. I also have writing all over my legs from last night! It's pretty beautiful. I don't know if it'll come off today in the shower. My favorite part is probably Mark's lobster playing them drums.

It's funny that I feel like this week is so terrible, but I only have three things to do really. Oh well. It's almost spring break, and then I get to hang out with my home friends and my SMCM friends and my family and my Will, so I'll be rejuvenated next week.

To the shower! Up, up, and away!

Oh, and side note? It's WARM AND SUNNY OUTSIDE! Thank friggin' Jesus.