the day i took my last dose of antibiotics
what a day of relief and joy

celebrated jamie's birthday with a steamboat at her house
gave belated birthday presents to tammy and ashley
dropped jamie's birthday cake on the floor
her foster dog molested me a lot
watched youtube videos

went home with good memories

tomorrow i can pick up my visa from the french embassy which makes things ~OFFICIAL~ which scares me. can't believe i'm leaving in less than two weeks for half a year. i've never felt so torn in my whole life. i know people always say, 'this will be a good experience', which makes me think, they say that about so many things, even the hurtful things, so can't i just know for a fact that this is something good or this is something bad without having to go through it? does that make sense

i tweeted: 'wish my body could experience things without me feeling them'

also i bumped into rachel the other day at holland v, she's up in london so i told her we should meet up sometime when i'm in france, and she said ok, and it made me miss jc days just a little bit, time with my A05 no matter how sporadic or casual everything was between us i miss my classmates and how we used to be, just a little bit