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This is the first time I've been on my computer in a while, so I thought I'd update.
School is already wearing me out.
I come home. I eat. I sleep.
My classes are relatively easy, and my lunch is pretty awesome.
I'm supposed to go to Jessica's tonight for her birthday party, so I'll probably leave soon.
Scuderi's party is tomorrow.
This weekend is full.
I like being back in school, despite the part where it wears me out.
Sasha and I decided to take a trip to Toronto in February on one of our 4 day breaks.
I'm totally excited.
Although whenever I told Kyle about it, he said we'd probably be seeing eachother sooner.
He said he's coming over Christmas break or sooner.
Woot.
Things are going pretty well, but I'm still always about to bawl.
I realize things can't be perfect, I just really wish they were.
Joe was getting frustrated with a C++ project he has for uni last night.
And he was slightly mean to me.
And I was on the brink of bursting into tears, it hurt me so bad.
Things are just building up. And I know that's not good.
Because when things build up, I get stressed out and flip.
Whatever.
I've been listening to Beck a lot lately.
"Your sorry eyes, they cut through bone.
They make it hard to leave you alone.
Leave you here wearin your wounds
Waving your guns at somebody new.
Baby you're a lost
Baby you're a lost
Baby you're a lost cause.
There's too many people you used to know
They see you coming they see you go.
They know your secrets and you know theirs
This town is crazy, but nobody cares.
Baby you're a lost
Baby you're a lost
Baby you're a lost cause.
I'm tired of fighting
I'm tired of fighting
Fighting for a lost cause
There's a place where you are going
You ain't never been before
There's no one laughing at your back now
No one standing at your door
Is that what you thought love was for?
Baby you're a lost
Baby you're a lost
Baby you're a lost cause
I'm tired of fighting
I'm tired of fighting
Fighting for a lost cause."
School is already wearing me out.
I come home. I eat. I sleep.
My classes are relatively easy, and my lunch is pretty awesome.
I'm supposed to go to Jessica's tonight for her birthday party, so I'll probably leave soon.
Scuderi's party is tomorrow.
This weekend is full.
I like being back in school, despite the part where it wears me out.
Sasha and I decided to take a trip to Toronto in February on one of our 4 day breaks.
I'm totally excited.
Although whenever I told Kyle about it, he said we'd probably be seeing eachother sooner.
He said he's coming over Christmas break or sooner.
Woot.
Things are going pretty well, but I'm still always about to bawl.
I realize things can't be perfect, I just really wish they were.
Joe was getting frustrated with a C++ project he has for uni last night.
And he was slightly mean to me.
And I was on the brink of bursting into tears, it hurt me so bad.
Things are just building up. And I know that's not good.
Because when things build up, I get stressed out and flip.
Whatever.
I've been listening to Beck a lot lately.
"Your sorry eyes, they cut through bone.
They make it hard to leave you alone.
Leave you here wearin your wounds
Waving your guns at somebody new.
Baby you're a lost
Baby you're a lost
Baby you're a lost cause.
There's too many people you used to know
They see you coming they see you go.
They know your secrets and you know theirs
This town is crazy, but nobody cares.
Baby you're a lost
Baby you're a lost
Baby you're a lost cause.
I'm tired of fighting
I'm tired of fighting
Fighting for a lost cause
There's a place where you are going
You ain't never been before
There's no one laughing at your back now
No one standing at your door
Is that what you thought love was for?
Baby you're a lost
Baby you're a lost
Baby you're a lost cause
I'm tired of fighting
I'm tired of fighting
Fighting for a lost cause."