i've missed california.
( i miss you,
who am i going to drink juice with in the morning now?
it's okay, i'll be fine )

the endless parties, seeing everyone and having people tell me they're glad that i'm back home. we have fun, we don't have fun,
we sleep in the cold (not so much igloo cold but no blanket when you're sleeping cold)
i'm glad alan has his own place
i love the drinking
i love the pizza
i love the atmosphere,.
with a new perspective now charging boldly ahead
i see no reason why i'm not prone to succeed

(hair falling out no more)