Scar tissue that I wish you saw
In a surprising fit of realism, I am very suddenly single again. I don’t really know how I feel about this… I was very happy with Chris, but I’d rather stop while it’s good than drag it on until we can’t be friends anymore. I’m handling it rather well, a few hours of general melancholy and now I’m more or less fine.
I had a nice time at this weekend’s debate tournament, spent many hours with my debate partner, flirted with a whole slew of very smart very cute boys. We ended up getting to quarter finals and I was rated seventh speaker in JV… We’ve decided to, from now on, be a performative team and mostly read poetry and play music and stuff. One or two Cohn cards, one or two Makau cards, and a couple cards about building the personal ethic should be all we ever need.
It’s been hard for me to pay attention in class recently, and I haven’t been working hard enough. My life is nothing but stress and concern and distraction and I’m pretty certain I’ll have a B average at best this semester.
All well.