Conor left for Ajax today. I miss him. I keep thinking to ask him out for lunch or go down to his room or something, but he's just not there. I'm a depressed Shannon.
Tonight, I ventured to Oakville to catch a One Cross concert with Suzanne. It was disappointing musically, but it filled the evening rather well, and we had some good convos on the GO train.
Returned to catch the end of my friend Ben's 19th birthday party. He smiled at me bleary eyed and said "Hello, Shannon...Oh, hug me, I'm so far gone..."
When I got back to my room after a falafel hut run, there were no messages on my machine.
The world's smallest fiddle is playing my tune.
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