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*I had a grown-up conversation with my brother today. Nothing special, but we were just two people talking to each other. I forget how protective I can be of him sometime.

I think he's awesome.

I want Mr. H-F to come home now.

I feel very gushy and inspired and excited and like meticulously checking my Italian paper is somehow the most exciting thing ever and far too mundane for the amount and type of energy I have.

speaking of...I feel fantastic. I have no idea why. Enough sleep? Yoga class? Sugar high? Who knows?

I want to move in together, but I don't want to isolate myself from the rest of my world. I'm afraid if I moved off campus I'd constantly be in my apartment and procrastinate by organizing and cooking and cleaning...I do enough of that in Tenney. I'm afraid I'd alienate people.
I have begun to wonder, fueled by whispered rumors, if it would actually be possible to live off campus. But I don't know if I'd want to. That's the truth.