I apologize for flipping out a little and just generally sounding like a miserable, sulking little girl. It (theoretically) won't happen again, but there's of course no guarantee with that. I will note here, however, that the direction of this journal will be shifting slightly, seeing as Marlie and I are no longer in daily contact. I might not talk about her every day. Just every other day. Instead, the journal will focus more on, well, me. Hopefully you like me enough now to care about whether I live/die/succeed/fail. If you really don't give a shit about me and only want to hear about Marlie, come back December 15th. That's when we both return home for Christmas break.
On the other hand, we now have some exciting new material coming up, including the reunion of all my college friends (who you have yet to meet), school dramas (let's face it, I'm a curly-haired, hazel-eyed Jew going to a just-turned-public former-Catholic institution), and the most epic job search of all time. Because I am poor. Dirt-poor. You'd think that me, being Jewish as I just mentioned, would not have this problem. Oh well. Later tonight I'll post some bios of the people who'll be in my life for the next nine months or so.
I believe the following image will communicate the new focus of Hikari as Not Seen on TV.
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