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the real shit, not a baby ruth in the swimming pool

yesterday was my first day of my advanced young adult fiction class and it was really hard. i suddenly feel very overwhelmed and maybe just a little bit scared. there is a lot of work involved, and i want this story to be good. i don't fucking know. i'm the only one in the class who smokes.

it's a writing class, and i'm the only one who smokes. something is wrong.

some feelings are coming up and its NOT pms. i guess it's not a big deal though. feelings are pretty overrated.

just thinking about the maritime makes my stomach sink. i don't wanna be there anymore. i'm so over it. i feel a little trapped.

wow i just realized how boring this was.

12:16 p.m. - 2005-09-08

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