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So I'm pretty tired. I got a new bass a couple days ago for jazz band, but I had to wake up at 5:30 yesterday so that I could get a ride to school from my dad. I was tired all day, then I didn't get much sleep last night. Now I'm really tired, but something is stopping me from going to bed. I think it's because of the unsatisfied emptiness I feel from desparately missing Brittany so much. I wanted to see her today, but when I called her and talked to her, I had an immediate feeling that I wasn't going to see her today. She said she would call back. I waited for hours. I left to go look for jobs. I filled out applications for Target and Big Lots. Hopefully I'll get a job. Money will be convienient, all though as Mark Twain once said, "Money is the root of all evil." It's pretty true. Anyways, when I got back home, I had a missed call from a private caller with no voicemail. It may have been Brittany, and it may not have been. Either way, I'm depressed. Oh yeah, Shane Skully is back for those of you who don't already know. Crazy.