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My laptop fucked up, so I had to get it fixed. It ended up being like $129.
BUT my school sent my dad my housing refund and he's putting it in my account today.
So yay!
Though I'm still kind of sad that I probably lost all my music and my poems I had on my laptop.
Oh.
And that stupid boy talked to me again.
He SUDDENLY found my Million Little Pieces book.
And wants to make arrangements to give it back to me.
:/
It's quite obvious that he planned this so he could try to get me to have sex with him.
He assumes that if we see each other I'm going to want to.
No way, son.
Both the feelings [of lust] and the attraction are long gone.
I'm not putting myself through that ordeal again.
We shall meet in a public area, and I will not be alone.
Douche. Bag.