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Holidays are lame and this time next year I won't ever have to come back home. I've been knitting scarves like a mad woman only because I have no friends to hangout with. Okay I have like two friends, but still. My stalker is now in love with me. WTF!? is up with that? He'll say I love you and all I can say is thank you. Then I laugh. Maybe he'll kill himself. Christmas vacation gives me too much time to think. Tonight I am going to go out, more likely on my own. Shit I don't give a fuck I can go do whatever I want. WOw I'm lame!