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I've spent all of today cleaning the room, and trying to find Michael's freakin' car keys. Why does he always lose them? Well, they're gone for good, this time. He must've thrown them away, I didn't think it possible, but I guess he must've. Well, he can dig through that smelly garbage, I'm not, I'll throw up. So anyways, today is boring, as usual, yet I still like to be alive. How odd, life is sooooooooo boring, and sometimes I absolutely HATE myself, have almost no friends at all, and I don't see how things could be any worse, yet I don't want to die. Not at all. Well, I guess that's a good thing. I don't want to go back to school, though. But maybe I can make a friend! It's the getting my ass up in the morning that's the hard part. Aaaaaaaaaah.