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date: Thursday, February 04, 2010
time:9:27 AM

IT COMES TO A POINT THAT FTW MEANS FUCK THE WORLD.
WAKING UP AND REALIZING THE AMOUNT OF WORK LEFT IS NOT AMAZING.
AND I THINK I'M GONNA HAVE A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN.
I WANT TO SING DANCE RUN BUT NOT DO FREAKING ARCHITECTURE.
DRAWINGS AND STYROFOAM AT THE BACK OF MY MIND.
SERIOUSLY WTH AM I DOING?

okay had to rant.
i think its done.
and having all these stupid thoughts fifteen mins after i wake is not funny.

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