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i'm happy about covering the sick lipstick song. our whole set i'm going to feel really anxious and i won't want to wait for the end when we play it. derp, i don't even play anything in it but i'm still excited. but scared. because what am i supposed to do, just stand there? i guess. ucf how can you do this to me. lately i've been wishing for people think i'm pretty or attractive, people in the store, people online, people in their cars next to me but that's dumb of me because i know what really matters. boobs. but i'm only joking. camping this week will be fun, because rock springs/kelley park is fun. and so are bathing suits. oh gosh bathing suit. i wish i knew if i'm going to be accepted or not, it's reminding me of days in the orphanage when all of the parents would walk by and i'd get my hopes up and wait but then find myself in the same room with 12 beds for more and more and more months.