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Its december first, and i keep telling myself not to think of it, not to think about the time i have left before i leave. its hard enough to think about having to leave my best friend, but when i have to leave you, thinking about it brings tears to my eyes. but then i remember the good times we're all having, and how much fun we're having, and how much fun we're going to have when i come home once in awhile. and i just remembered, that there'll always be text messages, and dina, my dearest, best friend if you dont switch your text messages to unlimited i'm sorry but i will just have to wire you the money so we can talk everyday while im in school. so anyway this friday is the art walk, and johns going, i cant wait, then saturday is the tempe art show and thaddeus has some piecesin it and i am so fucking excited to see them. my schedule got fucked uo but fucked in my favor so now i have the next three days off. HELL yeah bitch! anyway, im out for now. peace