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Go to your Calendar and find the first entry for each month of 2005. Post the first line of it in your journal, and that's your "Year In Review".
January: i've been putting off the obligatory and inevitable post-camp post, as it is my last.
February: hannah: you did not break your butt.
March: so it's been about a month since i've posted...
April: having friends has only given me something to fuck up.
May: What is naught but a dream, including that which we may desire, can be so very painful upon waking.
June: You scored as The Student Dyke.
July: i once again was forced to re-read my previous obligatory post-ga posts.
August: there's no need to worry...
September: weird night...last night.
October: in library, not working, reluctantly crouched at the starting line...what the fuck am i doing here?
November: i remember sitting here, in my uncle's chair, typing to people on AIM or posting on livejournal back in the dizz-ay.
December: Go to your Calendar and find the first entry for each month of 2005.
hmmm.
you don't want baggage without lifetime guarantees.
you don't want to watch me die...
i just came to say, goodbye, love.
i missed that in the movie. silly chris colombus.
January: i've been putting off the obligatory and inevitable post-camp post, as it is my last.
February: hannah: you did not break your butt.
March: so it's been about a month since i've posted...
April: having friends has only given me something to fuck up.
May: What is naught but a dream, including that which we may desire, can be so very painful upon waking.
June: You scored as The Student Dyke.
July: i once again was forced to re-read my previous obligatory post-ga posts.
August: there's no need to worry...
September: weird night...last night.
October: in library, not working, reluctantly crouched at the starting line...what the fuck am i doing here?
November: i remember sitting here, in my uncle's chair, typing to people on AIM or posting on livejournal back in the dizz-ay.
December: Go to your Calendar and find the first entry for each month of 2005.
hmmm.
you don't want baggage without lifetime guarantees.
you don't want to watch me die...
i just came to say, goodbye, love.
i missed that in the movie. silly chris colombus.