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You know, the day after I've come back from a good weekend should be a good day. I was so freakin happy this morning because I knew that the past weekend was really great and I thought nothing could make me feel bad. I didn't even mind the long drive to school as I was singing along with Weezer which is always fun. Of course, there is always something to bring you down when you're up. Like that really fucking annoying 40 year old guy in my math/counseling classes, the fact that I hate my english class and I'm so not doing this stupid research paper, and the fact that I haven't talked to him since yesterday. I mean, maybe I'm just being annoying and maybe he just wants some time alone, but just a little hi online or over the phone is always good, just to know you're still alive. I'm not mad or upset, I'm just asking you to tell me you're still there.