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no time for real thoughts. just work. i hate school, even tho it doesn't start till thursday. the anticipation of school is making me crazy. i hate this house, and all those in it. and all those who lurk around it (cough cough ERIC). maybe i should go to north dekota after all. make me and my mom happy. she could ship me off so that i could disapear into the snow, her problem no longer. and i would be rid of her.
...it's a thought...
...it's a thought...