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I'm tired, but I hate sleeping. It feels too much like a waste of time. I just want to live a little. That would make me happy. Show this weekend should be fun. I'm worried, though, about a buncha things. Such as the show, my classes for next year, figuring out parking shit (i hate dealing with asst. principals).
I'm also sad. My dog had to be put down. I miss her already. I wish I believed she could still hear me, so I could tell her I love her, and maybe even pet her with my voice. It sounds stupid now, but what I mean is just that I wish I could make her understand that she meant so much to me.
I'm out. Peace.
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I'm also sad. My dog had to be put down. I miss her already. I wish I believed she could still hear me, so I could tell her I love her, and maybe even pet her with my voice. It sounds stupid now, but what I mean is just that I wish I could make her understand that she meant so much to me.
I'm out. Peace.
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