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My glasses came in. I'm happy, but I just don't feel the enthusiasum right now. I'm tired and lately it just seems like nothing is worth it. I was told that this crap would stop in a few weeks. But no. It seems everyone is in a cynical mood lately. I think it's break. I really do. Once we go back to school, everyone will be themselves again, complaining about teachers, and hanging out with their so-called friends. Christ, I am such a Cynic. Why? Trust issues. I don't trust people to be themselves. Help me. Seriously. Life's no fun anymore. And I just realized that I'm posting all of this on a live journal. A freakin live journal. Something that no one reads except probably kirsten and a few other people. What am I doing? This isn't some diary. It's a publication of your feelings. And what you feel about the things you've done. And what you've done. And how you freakin feel about it. It's like an online shrink that doesn't talk back? Mindless people, mostly teenagers, pour their lives into this thing, only for the whole world to see. Why? I never understood the point of this. I guess I never really contemplated it. Whatever, this is probably my last entry. Either that or I'll be in a better mood later. But right now, I don't understand anything. And that blows.