i'll never be picture perfect beyonce

saturday mornings should be resplendent with the promise of a splendiferous day - especially a morning like this, when it is sunny but not excessively so. i should be looking forward to something. a shopping trip, a frolic around some random neighborhood downtown, a lovely conversation...alas, none of those await me. i'm flashing back to something i wrote the first night i got here where i said i was scared i wouldn't make any friends and be one of those people who's like, "i peaked in college, yo" and that definitely turned out to be a self-fulfilling prophecy. it's a bummer, to say the least, but i'm hoping there's joy after this pain, and the damage will be minimal.