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You know, The Stranger was a pretty cool book. I enjoyed reading it. Oh, yeah, I had to read it for school and now I have to write a precis on it. Never mind. I hate it now.
I really need to do something. It needs to get a little less cold and I need to stop having homework so I can start trying to do stuff. Maybe then I'll actually succeed. Or at least come close. I don't usually complain too much about the weather (I mean, at least we have weather, unlike some places I could mention), but the weather today just kinda sucked. I'm in one of those weird restless moods where I really need to get out of the house and, I don't know, experience something that has no value or purpose but is just pure, unapologetic fun for the sake of enjoying myself. Okay, I gave it my best shot, but it won't be put into words. Even reading over this now, I can tell it makes absolutely no sense. I like it, though. So read it, shake your head vigorously from side to side, and say to yourself "man, this kid is weird." Anyway, I have homework to do, and we all know what that means...
I really need to do something. It needs to get a little less cold and I need to stop having homework so I can start trying to do stuff. Maybe then I'll actually succeed. Or at least come close. I don't usually complain too much about the weather (I mean, at least we have weather, unlike some places I could mention), but the weather today just kinda sucked. I'm in one of those weird restless moods where I really need to get out of the house and, I don't know, experience something that has no value or purpose but is just pure, unapologetic fun for the sake of enjoying myself. Okay, I gave it my best shot, but it won't be put into words. Even reading over this now, I can tell it makes absolutely no sense. I like it, though. So read it, shake your head vigorously from side to side, and say to yourself "man, this kid is weird." Anyway, I have homework to do, and we all know what that means...