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Things are just weird right now.
And I'm thinking too much.
I miss high school. But not the needless drama, that I'm half-half sucked into still.
I can't wait for the semester to be over and enjoy a 6 week break.
Mark and I will have been together for two years on December 19th. Wow.
That's a really long time. A nice time.
I feel old and estranged.
At least my English teacher loves my writing. My papers are doing really great. Got 100% on my last one, arguing why California should legalize gay marriage. I almost feel like working on it some more, then sending it to some public officials, or a magazine or something.
I wish CSUN could offer me a healthier diet.
I miss so many people.
I'm sick of short highs.
I want to work.
And own a sushi restaraunt.
I don't know.