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    Fireworkds and hurricanes :: Friday, November 28, 2003 ::

    Well...rain can depress anyone. Rain plus Radiohead plus a MWDS can depress anyone.

    Yes, it's that wonderful time of the month again...MWDS time. It's due tuesday, and I have so much time to do it right now...but I'm not. I'm going to have to force myself to, though, because I also have a US History essay due the same day and I really don't want to have to do both the night before. So...I SHALL FINISH THE MWDS BEFORE MONDAY!

    No, I won't, but it helps to think I will.

    My family is doing nothing but sleeping right now. I don't know why. It's really boring around here. I'm going somewhere tomorrow. Whether it be the library or Birkdale or...I am going somewhere tomorrow.

    Wanted to watch a Christmas movie since it's officially the Christmas season but my brother is taking up the television with his goddamn Gamecube. I'd love to get rid of that thing.

    I'm in an Amelie kind of mood. Maybe I'll watch it tonight.

    I need Kailey. Now.

    So...the happiness streak ends today. It almost lasted one week. But now I feel like a slug and I'm quite...subdued. Six days. That's a record, I tell ya.

    Current Mood: Ugh
    Current Music: Saves The Day - Nightingale

    :: Nick Friday, November 28, 2003 [+] ::
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