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If Florida and California were two cups with water, Florida would be half-full and California would be half-empty.

I left too much in Pembroke Pines. It's like my heart refused to board the plane with me to California. No joke. I feel just slightly out of place. Like I'm floating an inch away from my body every time I meet someone new. I don't really care for them as much as I should try to. I should give them a chance, but...meh. Major meh-ness.

This guy, Kirshna, passed away this past weekend. I only talked to him a couple times, but he came off as a genuinely nice person. Apparently his whole family including himself was shot by his dad. The dad shot himself afterward. Fucked up, no? Eh. Just made me miss home more.


I hoard fruits from the dining hall!