Exams so aren't this week.
2001-05-20 at 11:56 a.m.

hmmm. i still don't know what to think.

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sometime today i'll type up my entry in my *real* journal (ooo) from last night.

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I wish I could read minds. What was he thinking? I don't like being so unaware of what's going on. And Matt's right...I could really, really easily manipulate people. Unfortunately, I didn't have the energy last night to mess with Travis's friends. Ugh. Wow, they were such lame-asses.

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It occured to me today that I will be a high school graduate, unofficially, by Wednesday. I'll still be living at home. I'll be 17 so I still won't be able to move out, even if I was financially able to do so.

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Last night, Travis's Lame-ass Friends were incredulous when I told them that my curfew was 1 but I was going home at 3. Wouldn't I get in trouble? they pondered. Nope. And I didn't! My mom's scared to rob me of any form of a social life, for fear I'll rebel. Besides, I wasn't doing anything wrong. I really did just want to see the ending of Pay It Forward (it would have been better if Travis's Lame-ass Friends weren't talking about Billy Gray's parents collection of Fetishist Sex Items. Bondage, dildos, and porn movies, oh my! It was an educational evening for all.)

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You know what's very silly of me? Whenever Redding has a record-breaking day in terms of temperature, I get all excited, like I somehow contributed to this record-breaking. I feel like an idiot just typing it.

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Mmmmmmmmm, leftover pizza, mmm, processed cheese, mmmmm.

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I love The Monkees. I really do. I'm smiling just from listening to them.

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Hi. Morgan, 27, of Santa Barbara, CA. I am a hypocritical admirer of rhetoric (when it is my own) and an observer of literary trends. A secret: I don't take anything very seriously, and that includes myself.