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two of my little boy neighbors peed in a plastic cradle in the playhouse and now it smells.
now i know why i should be glad not to have brothers.
i'm in a pensive mood. i'm gonna go play piano, clean my room, and actually do schoolwork, but before i do i want to say:
I don't know. I thought i had a lot in my head to say but now it's completely blank. reading a portrait of a lady (okay, reading sparknotes) makes me realize that maybe it's right. maybe i should be more realistic and stop being such a romantic. if you immerse yourself in your imagination, you begin to like people for the ideal that you create for them that you end up seeing them as so you ignore all of their flaws. you could make someone like saddam hussein seem like a saint.
and what if there is something that is really important to you and those people just ignore when you mention it, but then before you can get upset about it they can say something really nice but off topic. should that make up for it? is it just a trap to make you fall back to where you've been for way too long?
this weather reminds me of a lot of things.
also, it's funny when people come up with sad excuses to bump into you (not literally). it kinda makes me smile and it kinda makes me miss things. then, i remember all of the reasons why i shouldn't miss it.
i apoligize that this entry was entirely in code, but if i was straightforward about it you would probably
a. care even less.
b. feel like i've told you a million times.
c. make me feel even more stupid.