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This is what wears me out. I'm endlessly a victim of broken friendships, awkward greetings, odd hours of work and sleep, tests, quizzes, homework, school, laundry, a messy room, addiction, faith in others and in myself, television, radio, itunes, myspace. I'm just not at all happy with the way anything has turned out. I hope for this to change in the next three or four months. Hopefully I'll be on my way to something intriguing and challenging. Hopefully I'll be out of this slum.