So I know how much I dislike Livejournal because it makes emotions churn that don't exist. But it is Monday, April 14 2008 at 2 in the afternoon, and I am procrastinating the work on a persuasive speech. I've been really anxious to drink...anything, anything I can get ahold of. Yet there is nothing for me to grab. Nothing at home, and I'm too
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