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six weeks is good. my birthday is in 18 days. and i will be 18. how quaint. everyones gone. and changing. insanely. but oh well. im actually working on my portfolio works today, which is a change. im sick. i think i just picked up this cold. or something. and 2 people asked me if i was depressed. but im just sick. and tired. im sick and tired of being sick and tired also. isnt that a mouthfull? but anyway. i have to work tomorrow under the weather. im ready for school to be over with for permanence. yeehaw. back to my room to draw.