It’s midnight. I’m very sorry. My history test was today. I thought nothing of it the entire week. It was 3 1/2 hours long. I think I did alright. I came out feeling so tired. I shall have another next Friday — and I will likely be in a similar state as well. Afterwards I bought bubble tea and took hefty advantage of Ghost’s merch sale. Reward yourself in adulthood, it’s important. With snacks and t-shirts.
Study study study is all that’s on. I saw a bunch of snails when it rained on Wednesday. And I’m just in my band hole after the concert. Heaven will be a forever concert with my Dutch friend. I’m beginning to think I should do self-expression with summer clothing since everyone at the concert looked cool. Like, put some accessories on a black denim jacket or something. Only my winter clothes are cool. Also they’re demolishing a creepy abandoned building by campus and I’m disappointed I never went in there. But also you never know if that’s allowed or not. There was lots of graffiti though, so someone did it. If I could trespass I would. Just to explore. That’s what I’d do if I could shape shift, go into abandoned buildings and stuff. And the campus roof whose door now has cameras, sigh….. They hate adventure and fun. Why can’t we die like it’s 1970 anymore.
I am so dead. I’m going to a little historical spot tomorrow. But all that’s swirling in my head is facts about Philip of Macedon (he sucks. As a person). I love you dearly. I won’t be awake next week either. I beg forgiveness: I am going through the wringer. By that I mean working memorizing things with undivided attention (evil). Also Mom found a frog skeleton in the sink back home. Apparently Aaron was washing a bucket. I love you.
With love,
Alice