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Day 1 of being alone: My friend left past 3 am last nite. Really wanted him to stay, secretly. Slept til past 12:30. Got up at 1:30 and warmed up chicken in gladware. My plastic savior. My hearing has developed on an exponential scale. I hear everything and can successfully discriminate inside the house and outside the house. Correctly guessed when the guy who rents our driveway left with the car. Did some internet homework til 3ish. Left for the rec center to play basketball. Came home, took out trash, internetted, showered, left for Rosati's Italian at 650. Brought my friend back to show house. He left. Now it's 850 and going back out to other friend's dorm. Cannot stand being alone. Just over a day and a half left until contact.
~Fresh
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