this is a lie

dear dana,

i've found that our letters are sulky and boy-obsessed. so i'm going to lie, and pretend that we're not sulky and boy-obsessed.

today i woke up and decided i hate rochester. so i packed my bags and hopped on a plane to europe. (let's ignore the fact that i don't have a passport or the money for a plane ticket.)

i landed in london who knows how many hours later. i spent the entire flight sleeping and crying about not having any cell service in the sky. (hmm...i wonder why that was.)

bravely, i took the london underground. dun dun dun. and got lost. especially since i had no idea where i was going.

here's a map of it:

Right now, I'm in an internet cafe trying to find a way to Amsterdam so I can get high. I'll be sure to smuggle some weed back through customs for you. :]

-Caty