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I'm going to resume typing that later, I think. It's pretty restraining not being able to type whatever I want because I'm trying to write a serial no one's interested in, so I'm going to throw out the rules and throughly confuse you in the process. Because this is a live journal, and it's supposed to represent me in some way, or even just life. And what is more representative of human nature then a vast erratic array of different entries for different reasons? If anyone's offended I left our retarded mob friend hanging, sorry. But I honestly doubt most of you have noticed I've changed my journal name, so I'm not too overly anxious.
I see most of you daily, so until now, I've found little use in writing in this. Things changed today. I was offered another job, so I'm putting my two weeks in at the Big M D (although I will continue to call it that), so my semi-residency in the town of Jay will shortly reach an end. In a way, I'm really upset because I'll miss a lot of people horribly. I'm afraid I won't get to talk to some of these people I really care about anymore, because we never exactly hang out. But I'm beginning to realize that's something that will happen regardless. So.
I'm also really excited because I found out today that my illness is only temporary in a majority of cases, usually lasting only up to a year after diagnosis. And for those who I haven't told, I've been not taking any form of medicine since the end of Feb without any adverse side effects. I'm not saying I'm home free; just that everything's becoming much easier to deal with because of my perception-shift. I'm not uncontrollable and doomed; I just have to work harder and hope. And I'm starting to feel like I can do this without help, and that's a good thing.
I have to jet, I have a liscense to find, haha.