isolation.

Dear Diary,

Remember that one time school used to be fun? Remember that one conversation you had with old Roomie that went something like this...

Old R: hey, what are you doing tomorrow? Want to meet up for lunch?
Little Girl: umm... I'm in the process of starting 3 weeks of hell.
OR: Oh yes, sounds like you'll be in isolation.
LG: Pretty much, yup.


Goodbye world. I hope my books don't eat me.