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Grargh.

I have class in ten minutes. I'm still not dressed.

I don't wanna.

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Generic entry where I whine about my life. Pleas for sleep. Complaint about crappy music coming from next door. Complaints about not doing well on my assignments.

Wistful sigh for something that I can't have.

Paragraph of self-deprecation for feeling the way I do.

Generic closing sentence.

There should be a twelve-step program.

Say it with me people. They. Are. Just. Icons.


There, don't you feel better?


:)