“You sit there in your heartache, waiting on some beautiful boy to save you from your old ways.” Ah Thanksgiving. The food is good when it's first made and fresh from the oven. Then you put it in your fridge for later. You keep thinking how much you will enjoy it later. Then you get the oppurtunity to finally eat it a couple days later. By now though, the turkey is dry, the mashed potatoes are soggy, and the pie tastes sour. The truth is you can't enjoy lefteovers. If you haven't gotten it by now, this is metaphorical story. Think hard about it, you'll get it. Anyways- new subject.... A Truman State friend and I were talking about how after you leave for college your hometown is never the same when you come back. It really is true. Although I do enjoy certain things about living near Kansas City, the old Indep Mo has nothing for me. It usual places aren't so usual anymore. The parties that used to be fun, suddenly become lame. The large group of friends you had before become non existentent. Actually, it's kind of like I became non existent. Maybe it's because I've become old. Being here makes me feel old. Or maybe it's because I have an STD. Actually, I don't, but according to some i'm a dirty whore. okay. By the way, stop. You're acting like you're 12. I'm sorry for whatever I did to make you so hateful towards me, but what you're doing is uncalled for. I really try to avoid anything that has to do with you. So i'd appreciate it if you would do the same for me. k thanks. Not gonna lie, I'm homesick for Kirksville. That sounds hella lame. I'm homesick for the 20 degree weather, the wal mart,the classes, the parties, and the people that make me feel connected. Bottom line- I feel wrong here, and I know i'll never feel right again. "Like you imagined when you were young...." Oh yeah BTW, letters. I have mine now. I love them. 
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