2 January @ 12:43 am
(i haven't really ever found a place that i call home)

i spent four days in connecticut. it was boring. it was horrible. i just wanted to come home.

new years eve was the worst. after much waiting around, we headed to a house party in bumfuck connecticut. before the ball even dropped, one of the girls i went with was belligerent. i didn't get to see the ball drop because i was too busy trying to hold her up. and then around 12:20, i had to drive her to the emergency room in danbury. she had alcohol poisoning. so then i sat in the er waiting room until three. got back to my friends house at five. and then went to sleep wishing i was anywhere but there.

happy fucking new year everyone.

i've always thought that i would love to live by the sea. to travel the world alone and live my life more simply. i have no idea what's happened to that dream. cos there's really nothing left here to stop me --dido

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