The last thing I wrote looks really stupid

But at least I can renege. Is that spelled right? I've never used it in writing.

I cleaned my room today and I feel much better inside it. However, I really think my roommate needs to completely clean his part before the room can really be clean again.

Meanwhile, eye contact tells you a lot, but it never helps you learn more, um, and by that I mean specifically what I want to know. Random eye play in places on campus makes me want more. than eye play. Hopefully I see that person again. Hopefully he sees me. I get the feeling he will anyway. But after that? Never been there before.

In any case, I've been wanting to run, but I've been waiting to adjust to the 35-50 degree cold before I start. I've been playing DDR every other day, at least. But that probably won't go on for much longer, and I won't have much access to DDR in the summer (apparently, and at least not cheap or free DDR) so I'm going to have to get one of those things that you can put mp3 players in and strap around your wrist/arm for when you run on a treadmill in some sweaty, boring gym somewhere. I learned that the place that I'm going is apparently a college that expects its students to be grounded in the Christian faith. MY BAD

No, but really, that's kind of what I like about Tufts as opposed to the Prep?

Anyway, this might be a boring 2 months over there. The project won't be boring but the everything else might be, unfortunately. My plan to make up for all this not being in Massachusetts bullshit I'm planning is to be at Tufts for the summer between junior and senior year, and I hope you guys plan likewise. I'll certainly be there for the senior year and for the breaks that I get when I'm abroad, and I can visit colleges for sure if the breaks don't align like the stars do.

In the context of the present now, I'm pretty thrilled. I'm starting to feel better, look better (dare I say it?), think better, chill better, joke better, step better, walk better, but not sleep better, as the spring rolls along. We can get the sleep part fixed. The rest of it is awesome, and I'm pretty excited. I'm living it up now because I won't be able to do so with everyone I know when I'm in Hillary's second favorite state or another continent. Honestly, I'm kind of wary about things changing drastically after I've gone abroad. But I can probably deal with it all. Greg, à Paris! Interdit de stop

Something happened yesterday that I never thought would ever happen. Have you noticed the weird mole thing that was on the left side of my neck? It's gone. Well, the globular part of it that stuck out kind of loosely from my skin, anyway. I ripped it off accidentally: one swipe from putting a shirt on, another from trying to itch the back of my head with my shoulder, gone. It bled profusely, but it didn't hurt at all. It's funny. I thought that if that thing were to ever come off, it would hurt like fuck, like the end of the world. Well, it came off. I wonder where the salient part went.

It's weird. This is something that's been on my neck since I was born. And now it's gone. What? The mole's still there now, and it kind of still hurts if I touch it, but it's much, much smaller now. I thought it would never leave. Why did it pick last night?

I feel a certain vague freedom. Hmm. This feels too much like something from a Murakami story. But it makes more sense than something like that.