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on Essays and Friendster - 2004-09-13
There must be a reason why a person cannot cut herself off from diaryland completely. Somehow, someway, one just keeps coming back. I have a 2000 word essay due next week, and there is no part of me that is not in a state of panic. I'm not hyperventilating yet, but it's not a remote possibility. I take far too many naps It feels odd, when one finally does something one swore not to do. I mean, I didn't even really have a reason for swearing to never open a Friendster account, other than I thought it was the stupidest thing ever constructed, but I swore, and so now that I actually have an account, I swear even more. Yay puns. But technically, I didn't open an account, my friend did. So. Oh that's bull. I've got no excuse. Go ahead and mock me. I saw your face, after two years of drought, and my heart gave a great lurch. You've lost so much weight, but you still look the same. I still care about you - the strength of what I used to feel means that I will always care about you. But I'm not asking you for anything, nor am I hoping for anything. I just wish you didn't look so thin, and that you took care of yourself a little more.
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