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still waiting... for a car... for something crazy riviting to come along and spice me up... for this bubonic plague that i have contracted to go away...to find a job...to learn to play guitar... to fall in love...
still have... the best friends a girl could ask for...a fantaboulous summer ahead... a pretty rockstar family... a birthday in 2 weeks!
I don't really know the point of all this... but i feel kinda empty still... voided... maybe its the obscene amount of cold medicine, or the lack of nice weather... actually i bet that is it.. this not so good weather is kicking my ass.. and on the only nice day so far i have to be sick sick.. booo... eh it will pass... right?