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i am finally accepting that i will just never let myself really be happy. that's my disclaimer, and it goes for any bitching i may ever do for the rest of my life.
i can sit here and list all these great things in my life but the problem is, nothing is how i want it to be. i don't think my expectations are that damn unreasonable, either.
whatever. i honestly don't care right now. last night was good, i'm tired, and oh yes, i register tomorrow morning which means this horrible quarter is on its way OUT. (but winter quarter will only bring back memories i pretend i've forgotten but really haven't... motherfucker.)