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I had the most incredible weekend and it only took me about a week to finally recover. Thursday night, Erik came and surprised me which was the most fabulous thing in the entire world, I didn't expect it in the least and words cannot describe how fucking radiant I was. He is too perfect. We had a ridiculous, crazy New Paltz weekend, Friday was so fucking awesome I wish I could relive it over and over. This town is just amazing. I really don't think anyone could possibly understand unless you've lived here. It's the almost the exact opposite of where I had always wanted to be (manhattan), yet it's suited me better, I believe, at this time in my life. As eager as I am to move out to brooklyn after college, I am going to miss this place so fucking much. Now that the guys are graduating in may, things are going to be so fucking different; New Paltz will still be New Paltz, but in a way I've never known. My best friends since LITERALLY day one in lefevre will be gone, and it makes my stomach turn just thinking of how sad I will be. Fortunately, I've had the most indescribably PERFECT outrageously insane, sloppy, hysterical, unbelievably incredible memories attached to those guys and the three years of college I've experienced thus far.
I've decided to take an English class during the first session of summer courses. It's a shitload of money, but it will be worth it. It's before camp starts, I can still work mornings and afternoons as well, and I can go home for a week or so. I don't think I could go the entire summer without using my brain like I have been. I need to take advantage of the work ethic I have somehow managed to possess since the beginning of this semester. I also want to read at least 5 books, because I haven't really read much outside of my classes. I need to keep reading, I won't have the excuse of being short on time.
Midterms are next week. I am kind of bugging out a bit, I won't lie. My grades have been really fucking great so far, and I am pushing myself to do extraordinarily well on my midterms, which will be real hard. Especially for my Literary Criticism class (although I did just get an A- on a paper on Horace, bitch!), but I don't think I will be happy with anything less than a B+. It's so weird for me to think like that, considering how I've been all throughout college up until this point. I've always gotten good grades, but I never tried, I didn't set a single expectation for myself, and I never went to class. I never really cared. I dunno why, but now I do. And I care a lot. I guess that's a good thing lol. Go me.
Spring Break is next Friday, so I'll be on Long Island for a night. Saturday I'm flying to florida with Erik for about a week, then I'll be around for the rest of that weekend. So call me up if you're around then! Tonight we will be having a belated birthday celebration for Smegtard, continuing on Friday. Shauna is coming up this weekend and I am like, hfishifhils wayy too excited. Things are going so fabulous. I am the luckiest girl alive :)
And now it's time for the library. Because, ya know, I fucking live there now. I should pitch a damn tent or something in there. Maybe a blow up mattress in the study rooms or something. I'm there more than I am in my own room, I fucking swear.
Anyway. That's my update.
I love you all with too much of my heart.
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