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sometime i have no fucking idea. and i have always been like that. i keep crying at work, i cried all day. sometimes i dont know why i am so unstable. i am sure they are going to fire me one day for asking like a lunatic. i can not really blame them. sometime i wonder of i really have something wrong. most the time i think just the world is wrong. my knees and back are so close to normal from the wreck. its been a while. i need to work out, i need to lose weight. get the nova running. get my shit together. blah blah blah. it is always the same old story, always the same old song and dance.