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load up on guns bring your friends : 5:34 p.m. : September 18, 2004

I realize I have to talk to Kelsey. Like, I really do. Seriously. Because there's so much stuff between us that I thought she just forgot about but she didn't and I need to clear it up. I thought I was the only one obsessing about it and that she just didn't care. And then she wrote something in her online journal about it and I was hurt because she had so much to say and it was painful for me to read, and yet I would 100% have rather heard her say it to my face instead of putting it out on the internet for everyone to see. But I guess that's just the kind of person she is - it's easier for her to write somehting than say it.

And I feel like such an idiot writing this because I know she's gonna read this and I'm doing basically the same thing she is, except a little lest hugely personal. Anyway, I've learned a lot in the past few months, about people and about life and about staying out of other people's business and all of that. I'm incredibly lost right now - my classes at school are fine, but I feel so odd and drifitng in the social world. And ti's scary and I hate going to school because of it. My previous group fell apart and I don't know where to go. It's hard, facing school every day. But I'll live. I always do.

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