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13:27 on 12.23.02
"ode to cty (2)"

i'm a little depressed cuz i haven't seen joshua in over a week. he's going to be out all day, though. so i have to find something to do. maybe i will call yon and find out if she wants to go see a movie. i haven't seen a movie in theaters since... signs. or minority report. those were the last two movies that i have actually watched.

kimberly is talking about her d string on her violin. at first, i though she said g string.

i wrote six letters today. i hope the people who get them enjoy them very much.

i really have nothing much to write, but i will just talk until i get tired of typing.

so last night i talked to joshua for hours. it was wonderful, because we haven't had really long phone conversations with him for awhile. we talked about everything, and we really don't have any problems right now. we've been fine. no fighting, no depression (well, i am depressed/upset over not seeing him, but really i just miss him a lot), no bad things. we're really perfect right now. and i haven't been able to say that in a long time. but we are perfect, and it feels good.

i can't wait until cty because i just want to spend a long, long time with him. and that is when i can. i can't believe that next year is my last year. i am going to miss it so much.

when i left cty, i was a mess. i cried the entire last day. and i wasn't even a no more! some of the no mores weren't as hysterical as i was. but i couldn't help it, the tears just kept coming and coming. i got into the car on the last day and cried into my pillow. and i read my memory book and cried some more. i don't know how i will be able to deal next year when i'm sixteen and that is the end. that would mean no more dances, no more hub potatoes, no more cty. i could come back as an ra, but being a ctyer is... god, there wouldn't be any more passionfruit. i have already begun to think about my no more passionfruit speech. there are so many things to toast. my roomies... all of them. they've all been so wonderful so far. especially allie. allie, i love you! and then there are the classes, and every single one of the ras. especially becca, reuben, ethelie, ryan, amanda, darren... and karen. my first ra. i loved her. i loved that session. i love cty. i am starting to tear up... i was looking through my memory book today and i read all of the session two jokes. "i'm a man" "scrotum is such a squeezable word" "i don't know many anal gay guys" "look it's a jewish nun" "i round you cheese round lex" "chosh: when two human beings become one" oh man, the memories. who is going to forget the resident couple (me and joshua) from last year? no one. who is going to forget pleather pants? no one. who is going to forget that damn song that those damn people kept on singing? no one. who will forget the canon songs? no one. and then there's set, the commies, and the ultimate french sentence: votre maman, au lit, dernier nuit, oh frappe!!! (or oh slap, if you prefer.) then what happens when you combine small woodland animals with explosives? i don't know, but you sure as hell can find out in an hour of improv. the boys should stop flirting. and suddenly seymour is standing beside me. kat loves phantom of the opera, so do i, but i'll go for les mis everyday. and never drink two cans of mountain dew before the movie starts. oops. popular culture is bad for you, which means that britney is just lethal, and when you're in clothes, you're in drag. don't tell the boys that, though. especially on drag day. and sharks... those things are big m*th*rf*ck*rs (thank you to allie), but with the other roomie, three alarms aren't enough. why? because we just don't wake up. i promise, i will never miss another passionfruit again, and joshua i am sorry that i didn't tell you that a drink would be necessary. i thought it was common knowledge.

those are my memories.

i love joshua.

<3 chelsea