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I'm laying bed, ready to fall asleep because this week has been draining. As it should be--I'm down to the wire. I signed up for my last semester of college this morning--I feel scared, but this is a good type of fear. Its liberating. I was April fooled so many fucking times yesterday. I did get to go to the MFA, and saw some beautiful pieces in the Gund Gallery. Temptation of St. Anthony by Veronese was breathtaking. I think you have to go there and see it to understand. Ending the evening with chocolate and champagne quickly turned everything around. Champagne is a cure-all, I don't know why it isn't offered in hospital's; I'm convinced it'd be a hit. April fueled. Now I feel positive and zen because I'm closer to being the person I want to be. And I have options, I have freedom, I have a clear slate of life. My fortune cookie's fortune said "SOON YOU WILL BE GETTING THE RECOGNITION YOU DESERVE." I can't help but believe it's true. And my orange chicken was probably dog meat. But it doesn't matter because I bought tickets for France in May: Paris, Avignon, Bourges. Très bien. I'm twittering now; it's beautiful and new and I love it.