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I think the general uneasy feeling i've had in the pit of my stomach for 2 years now is contagious. It can infect by kiss, touch, or even a radial distance of some unknown amount of yards. All of my friends are becoming just as bored and apathetic as I am, and I don't know if its because they do all the same things that I do every day or if its because they listen to my off tangent rants about the psychology of people our ages and how our generation won't be remembered for anything but listening to "cool" music and taking lots of drugs. Whatever it is, I'm determined to stop it. How, you ask? The biggest, fakest shit-eating grin I can muster for as long as I can hold it. Say cheese motherfuckers.