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Saturday, May 31, 2003 ( 7:44 AM ) shut up christine A troll without a home… You know that feeling you get when you’ve broken your arm and it hurts like no other and you finally get it in a comfy position where it doesn’t hurt so bad but you’re just waiting waiting waiting for the moment when you have to move and then it hurts all over again? That’s kinda how I feel, except 100 times worse. Hoooooooo my chest hurts really bad right now and I have to make long “hoooooo”ing noises when I breathe otherwise it feels like I’m not getting enough air. This is what a broken heart must feel like (yeah, corny)…it’s either a broken heart, or massive heartburn since I did eat a ton of Korean bbq at Heek’s last night :). Last week I put up my goodbye posters in my cluster. In a few days I won’t be CP Christine anymore hoooooo and I’ll have to go back to being just regular Christine. I’m trying extra hard to enjoy my last moments here to the absolute fullest, but its all weighed down because I can’t help thinking that this will probably be my last time dancing and singing in Brian’s car, the last time we eat dinner together, the last time I sit in the Cuesta living room, the last visit to my cluster, my last all-nighter in the mac... and what am I going to do without the mac? Christine with no mac is like a cheeseburger with no cheese; Christine with no mac is a homeless troll :( This was probably the best job I’ve ever had/ ever will have…not many people get paid to take dancing classes, bake cookies, make lollipops, have bobsled races, do crafts, and hang out with friends. Awww I’m going to miss this place and these people... goodbye mesa :( # Saturday, May 03, 2003 ( 5:40 AM ) shut up christine All good things must come to an end. Props to MCC for putting on an awesome semi-formal! I had a love-a-leeee night and I’m so happy that I can’t go to sleep :) I want to make it last as long as possible… Anyhoot I feel really happy but at the same time I have a sinking feeling in my stomach because nights like this remind me that I’ve grown so attached and comfortable. I always get like this at this time of the year. I fricken hate this part. My alarm clock reads 5:33 right now and I’m staring at the : in between the 5 and 33 cuz it blinks every second, and in between blinks I’m thinking shit…shit…shit…slowww down……… oh man only six more weeks :( # |