Anyway. A sense of togetherness. That's what I'm missing. Like in high school, where ever you were, there was sure to be someone you could hang out with. I find it strange in college that the people I hang out with in classes don't always feel the need to sit together during lectures, or even to say hi to one another. Well, I guess I'm guilty of doing that too...It's like we selectively care about the people we're with. How strange is that? It doesn't help that Azzi's kind of been MIA the past few weeks. And with friends, you always have to schedule way in advance before you get to meet up. So yea, I'm definitely jonesin' for some real quality company. Yesterday I raided my granddad's closet. Who'd have guessed that his clothes would be a perfect fit for me? They're a little loose though, because, well, they are men's clothes. I came away with three pairs of shorts (which fit like a dream!), two pairs of pants (which I probably should alter, they're a little long), and a shirt. They're pretty snazzy, I'll say. I felt a little bad though, raiding his closet like that, like I was revelling in the joy of him not being around anymore. But deep down I know that's bullshit, and those clothes are pretty much the only thing left of him that I can take..so I'll take what I can get of his legacy. Boy, do I miss him.