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January 2004

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• 01.26.04
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  This is the funniest thing in the world--well not really. It's kind of sad. I feel bad about the things I said about Danielle--but she blew everything out of porportion. She sent me an e-mail--she created a blog to write how much she hates me. Just goes to prove my point that hate and love are two aspects of the same unnamed emotion whose opposite is apathy. Well, here's the URL:THE URL
• 01.24.04
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  [This post has had its time and date changed to appear here, I am posting this on February 28, 2004. I finally typed out the entries I wrote in my binder on my bus trip from Sacramento to Crescent City. Look for the entry on February 28th at 3:15 PM for these entries.]
• 01.24.04
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  Today (Friday) has been a hellish ordeal. Not because the bus trip was stressful, which it wasn't, but all this shit about Andrew, and leaving Kathy and Kelly. It's just so sad. About twenty minutes ago I finished putting my stuff away in the bathroom. I hung up all my clothes and put everything away. I even hung up a painting that had finally dried in my room. It's the portrait of me and Andrew. I wonder what he'd think of it--oh wait, I think one needs emotions to comment on that level. ...
• 01.23.04
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  > No Doubt - It's My LifeI've literally been listening to this song nonstop for two hours. Hm, Dan said something today when he was over. We were kind of talking about Andrew coming over and such and he said that he thought I was a good person. I don't know how he meant that, but it meant a lot. I wished I could return the compliment, but like--I don't really know him. You know when you just get this feeling, and you know somebody--I haven't gotten that with him yet. It requires a ...
• 01.23.04
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  We watched Wild Wild West on TV (the DVD player is broken), and Kelly just went to bed. I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth, and I washed my face--and I just started crying. I'm crying now--I don't know why. It's just all this hurt--it has to come out I guess. And the really sad thing is Andrew probably doesn't even care. I really need a hug. I feel so alone, I'm going to be leaving Kelly and Kathy, like the only family that ever really mattered--I'm going to be leaving Andrew, ...

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