I’m not doing a very good job at reinventing myself.
I'm Emily. I'm 19. And I don't know what I'm doing with my life.
"Sometimes I remind myself that I almost skipped the party, that I almost went to a different college, that the whim of a minute could have changed everything and everyone. Our lives, so settled, so specific, are built on happenstance."
I just want to make friends. Orientation week is such bullshit.