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Aug 06, 2007 20:48

I keep forgetting about this. I've learned to forget about a lot, like going out with people and doing fun things. When i'm reminded that other people go do that still, it makes me sad. Not that I'm terribly unhappy hanging out by myself, because I haven't done that in years, but I do miss being reminded that some people enjoy my company. Unless they don't. Cause then I'm fucked!

I guess I like not having a boy to take care of. More time for friends is nice. Sleeping alone is nice. Free schedules are nice. I do not want to die alone though. I don't want to be that person. I have too much will to cook for others for that to happen.

The dog I'm watching has skin mites, I don't know how badly, but she wonders why i don't like petting her. Sorry, dog.

I don't want this school year to be like the others. I want to be productive. I want to grow. I don't want to have a bad living situation. I'd rather get hit by a car on Myrtle Ave. My room my room my room. Not a surprise. Ugh.

I have nothing to do, so I worry more than ever.
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