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last saturday with boy was the climax and this-- this is all just the falling action. my life has become boring again; mundane, repetitive. there's no big moment to build up to, to look forward to anymore. my days consist of school, band, and homework with the occasional pile of college crap to work on. where the hell did all the excitement go? oh yeah, i remember now. it left with boyfriend. he's really the only source of true excitement in my life now. him coming home is the one thing i can look forward to. only him.