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October 11th, 2002

no one wants to buy my shit. *sniff*

I really don't have anything to talk about because everything that happened between now and my last post was stuff I don't want to talk about. Real bad night, better morning. I have too much stress in my life and as much as I want to go to school, I might only take three classes next semester instead of four.

I have a history assignment due tonight that hasn't been started and a speech to outline, write, and cite sources on this weekend.

I don't get to relax. I should have gone to school right out of high school like a smart kid. But I was young and stupid and undisciplined and thought I knew about life and the world. I didn't. At all. Probably still don't.

Enough of that. I need to clip my fingernails.
I need beer

mmm, Pumpkin Ale