i just remembered this diary existed.

i broke up with that girl i started dating back in march. it was a nerve-racking experience. she said some things about me afterward which indicate that she doesn't know me at all. she knows what i allow her to know. which is good. because if she knew me, then, well ... shit, i don't know. i wouldn't be happy with that, if it were the case.

i'm back at school. it's more difficult than i thought it would be. i have no roommate this year, because i have a single room, which is nice. except that roommates were the ones who reminded me to eat and sleep. i've kind of been not so good for the past few weeks, but i went to the dining hall and ate a ton of vegetables and also some pizza, and i feel a lot better - more so than i thought i would. wow.

my behaviors are still there, and i decided like ten minutes ago to try and stop them again. it's going to be difficult, since in the time it's taken me to type this sentence i've done it like thirteen times. shit.

"where is my mind?" - the pixies