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I didn't end up going to the party with Mary. I got some school shopping done before I had to come back home and take care of some business, related to the drama that happened on Friday morning.
I don't know why this thing has me all nervous and feeling low, but it is. I still have the urge to call Nick, but I keep stopping.
He's not my boyfriend anymore. I shouldn't have to run to him when things are going odd in life and I need to vent. He says that he's my friend ... but I don't want to burden him.
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I should be on top of the world right now. The amazing Kent Weaver gave me a lead for my thesis, and I've just gotten off the phone with the main organizer.
Yours truly has just secured a seat along with 177 WWII veterans from Greensburg, PA, who will be traveling to Washington, DC for the day to lay a wreath at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. They'll also be taking a tour of the Roosevelt Monument and Arlington National Cemetery before dinner at the army base.
And I get a seat on the bus to document it all. It's quickly becoming the emphasis of the documentary. It's the break I've been waiting for, for all summer long. Not to mention an interview with the professor who's been working to document the men's stories.
After all that, and I feel numb.
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I don't know why this thing has me all nervous and feeling low, but it is. I still have the urge to call Nick, but I keep stopping.
He's not my boyfriend anymore. I shouldn't have to run to him when things are going odd in life and I need to vent. He says that he's my friend ... but I don't want to burden him.
~*~*~*~
I should be on top of the world right now. The amazing Kent Weaver gave me a lead for my thesis, and I've just gotten off the phone with the main organizer.
Yours truly has just secured a seat along with 177 WWII veterans from Greensburg, PA, who will be traveling to Washington, DC for the day to lay a wreath at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. They'll also be taking a tour of the Roosevelt Monument and Arlington National Cemetery before dinner at the army base.
And I get a seat on the bus to document it all. It's quickly becoming the emphasis of the documentary. It's the break I've been waiting for, for all summer long. Not to mention an interview with the professor who's been working to document the men's stories.
After all that, and I feel numb.
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