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So, I just got home from moving Alisha all weekend back to college in Tallahassee. What a depressing trip. I think I would have rather just sat at home all day doing nothing. It's the official ending of summer. The last little thing that I had. I wasted it. She was here for three months, and I feel like I saw her for maybe a week.
I have to rewrite my paper for world history. I can't believe it. I am so mad.
Chels and I dyed our hair. A pinkish red underneath. I love it.
Crew's back. Ironically enough, I'm glad.
I hate when you feel like you can't keep up. Like there's so much going on, so much you should be doing and learning and understanding and applying, and just the thought makes you feel exhausted and defeated. In school, outside of school, friends, family, and everything in between. I'm becoming extremely short-tempered, and it's very out of character.
5 days for the concert. There's something to smile about.
Sorry for the crappy mood. Pictures later?