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|fishyrere (profile) wrote, |
on 10-17-2006 at 11:43am
|I have no job. I have no date. I have no time. I have stress. Great heaps of stress. AP Lit. is killing me. I feel like not going anymore. Ever. But I will. This too shall pass as they say. I'm taking everything hour by hour. even looking ahead one day makes my head spin.
Yesterday was fun. I helped Jake buy pants. Then attempted to help Kenny find his Homecoming things but he wasn't in the mood for it after his dad yelled at him so much. But going to the mall with everyone was a blast.
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