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Just got back from vacation in Canada. I hate the city. I'm in such a bad mood. Oh my goodness, I'm watching gymnastics on the olympics, and there's a Romanian girl who's 18 years old, and looks younger than me. She's so tiny. Her name is Oana Ban. Maybe she'll be my favorite this year. Or maybe it will be the 25 year old American. She was cool. Ugh. Even Canadian television is better. Their food is too. Don't mind me, I'm just in a terrible mood. When I get out of it, I'll write a nicer entry. I forgot if I mentioned it, but I cut my hair really short before I left for vacation. It has grown a lot, but it is still pretty short. And I'm pissed off about having to go to arena. There has to be a better way to fix schedules than cramming everyone into a room and telling them to try their best. I want to move to Canada. Or Virginia. Anywhere but here. Again, don't worry, I'll get over it.