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02 June 2005 || 9:39 pm

Just an update so my diary doesn't close up before I'm ready for it to.

I have to write my Anna Karenina paper.

It's not going well. I have nothing else to say. I mean, I do, but that stuff belongs in the next couple paragraphs. I have nothing else for this one. It blows.

I need a hug or something.

People in orchestra are really immature. The point of getting the teacher a gift is to do something nice for her, not to feel glorified and self-rightous for having chosen and presented the gift yourself.

My head hurts.

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