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Apr 26, 2005 22:18

Sometimes I wish I had more friends. Mostly though I just don't really care that I have like 2 friends, because the friends that I do have are like, the best friends ever. So far in my 3 semesters of college I've made one friend. The one that I live with. And she's like, the best person ever. I don't think I know anyone so ambitious. She's gonna be a doctor or social worker. She volunteers and helps abused kids and she loves her family and she's not a complete idiot like so many people are. That's a good thing to be, not an idiot. I'm glad we're room mates.

And once again I cannot WAIT to get out of this coop and into our apartment.

I think I have anger management problems. Not so much with my friends or anything, I just get really mad at other people, and inanimate objects. I say really mean things sometimes. Destiny and I were talking one time about how nice we usually are, but how we can embarass ourselves sometimes with how mean we can be. Like Daniel, it makes me mad just thinking about him, I wish I could just let it go... but really though, Daniel's a jerk. But I get really mad at things far less irritating then someone destroying the costume we spent 8 hours making. I dunno. Ima stop talkin shit about people and then maybe if I don't vocally remind myself how much I dislike them, I'll stop disliking them so much.
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