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| Oh look I'm writing an entry. Mostly because myspace is down but whatever.
I'm supposed to be reading for sociology. I'm also not supposed to be on AIM. Bah. I've become antisocial and bitter because of finals. I have done no Christmas shopping. I'll end up re-gifting stuff I didn't give people last time. Haha so thoughtful. I don't think I'm going to do very well at all this semester. I have some leeway but it's not a nice thought. I'm going to stick with art history and political science because they're quick.
I don't know if you read this, Kyle. I think everyone forgot I had Xanga.
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| R: I want to be a Shing Ying. She's so Asian.
X: Those kids are monsters.
R: They remind me of AP Lit. Claire and Julia.
X: No more Young and Beautiful BS.
R: They have good skin. What the fuck is up with their skin.
X: I don't think you've ever been more Arien. You're fucking different, Reid.
R: But they have good skin. LOOK at those cheekbones. FUCK
X: You're Capricorn. Brooding is beautiful.
R: FUCK YOU
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| (Computer Blue)
Poor lonely computer, it's time someone programmed you.
Magical breakdown. What is life without love?
The sun is gone. Where is the dawn?
Should I try to make her happy? Should I try to make her stay?
Love. | | |
| Today's Episode: Let There Be Light
I started to think that my faith in consumerculture entertainment (Sex and the City) was dangerous and pathetic. Until this morning.
I stayed to figure out why I wanted to leave. Do I have to go now? No.
I wanted to get out of my self-made caste. I guess I'm out now.
I know that I'm just a typical American who wants something better.
I know that it's a matter of bad timing.
I know that I should not overreact.
Everything feels different now. Everything. People feel hollow and worthless. Emotional exchanges seem petty. My vernacular powers are gone. I can't read anything.
My favorite.
Love.
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| I didn't know I could feel this lonely.
And I'm scared this time. | | |
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