Isolation, Day 1

I just talked to my mom. I don't know that it really helped, maybe just made me want to be home even more. She suggested going into isolation (minus Laura, who might be the only person left who doesn't make me feel uncomfortable and wretchedly depressed) for the next 10 days. It might be worth a shot. I don't expect that I'll make it past Tuesday, when I have my last final and can no longer use studying as an excuse.

Anyway, if you see me and I turn around and walk away (does anybody even read this?), don't be offended. Unless I hang out with you all the time and now I'm suddenly not, because then maybe you should be offended because it might mean that I maybe sort of hate you right now.