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Friday, September 03, 2004

I said no post today. I lied. Shows a little about my honesty =D

So anyhow, today I was TIRED. Yesterday I should have been (having only gotten ~3 hours of sleep) but it all wore off on me today. I need to get some sleep this weekend.

What really depresses me about my new schedule is how separated I am from my friends from last year. I walked across campus three or four times today alone, because all my classes are in the 500 and 1000 buildings, and nobody else but freshman and sophomores and some psuedo-friend seniors are out there with me. This is without a doubt the gayest crap ever. I cant believe I dont have at least one class with, say Calvin or Tyler.

But maybe I'm just counting my rotten eggs before they dont hatch. Things'll probably turn out fine and I'm just sad now because I think that I'll loose friends or whatever and because I havnt had quality time with those I wish I had it with.

MORP is tonight. Good. I need to dance. And show off my radical, cool-cat shirt (it is seriously the shit. you dont come, you're gonna miss out).
luv.james



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