It was all so good I can't talk about it. The three shows, the many friends, the traveling, the food, the dancing, the positive spirit. When I come home what greets me is work and a mean spirited email from an old friend. To tell you the truth, it is fucking depressing and I would rather be anywhere than here. I wish I could say more but I think that going to school rotted my brain away. I swear I'll try to talk clearheadedly about things tomorrow.