week six, school is alright. keep staying up late and missing class. it's dumb of me. bought another pack of cigarettes. yeah, yeah, i know, i know. got a promotion, of sorts. more like took a new job and gave up the old one. but that's life. and noodles, and bowls. and too many clothes. and i keep losing things. my mind is always elsewhere: new york, chicago, oakland, portland. austin? yeah, even a little bit. i'm sick of carrots. too much tofu, not enough flowers. everything is dingy and grimy, which would be acceptable elsewhere. but not here. i like my boots, i think i got robbed. sleep soon.