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Random note:

Happy birthday, Journal. As of today you are 2 years and 1 day old, despite the screwed up years on my info page.

I'd bake a cake, but..... no.

All the really bizarre things that have happened today follow as such, in chronological order ( Read more... )

It sort of sucks that (excluding lunch every day) I only get to spend time with Eric once a week. But the fact of the matter is that things just generally suck all around right now ( Read more... )

Well, the english 101 pumpkin never happened and it looks like I'm stuck alone tonight. Not such a big deal because I've got OMG ALLERGIES FROM HELL, so my throat is like sandpaper and my sinuses are stopped up and I have a massive headache (not to mention I can't eat, but that has been a problem since Saturday night so yeah ( Read more... )

I am awfully happy today. Yesterday morning/afternoon was stressful, Katz's was fun, the dance could have been better but it didn't suck nearly as hard as prom, and then staying the night at Ben's house was absolutely beyond words. It's supremely comforting to just lie on the floor with someone for hours and not have to worry about sleeping or ( Read more... )

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I am magical. I write poetry ( Read more... )

I am awfully happy right now, in a placid and tranquil sort of way. That's the best kind, though. Volatile joy comes in bursts of fireworks and then just nothing in between and when it's over, but the slow, steady happiness that has been gradually filling me up for the longest time now ( Read more... )

I'm wearing a blue sparkly dress to homecoming. Eric is wearing a brown suede jacket ( Read more... )