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Well, i'm sick, and I feel like poo poo.. And i'm supposed to work tomorrow, I don't feel like it, but I don't want to put my uncle in a bind.. So i'll probably feel like crap, and be working tomorrow.. but oh well.. Couldn't be much worse than other things in life.. But hey that's okay too.. If I can figure out a way to make about one or two more friends hate me, I could conquer the world (yeah whatever).. I dunno what my goal was, I didn't even know I had one, but I tell ya if it had been to make people dis-like me, I tell ya my plan woulda worked awesomely... Buuuuuuuttttt that's okay.. I swear more, and more every day, I start to want to move from this lovely lil town.. If I wasn't afraid of dying, i'd join the military, but ima lil to chicken for that.. but anyway.. enough of me having a dramatized pity part for my self.. LATER