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WELCOME
Dreaming in Venice
DEAR DIARY
11:15 AM
there's a serious problem.
i will nv be normal again.
until im lyk 17?
or will i? :(
what is she thinking?
what is he thinking?
maybe im over sensitive
i hope i am.
this totally sarks.
the holidays are almost over
and i nv really completed anything
and. argh. totally irritating.
wells. at least my balsam plant
finally grew.
still have loads of logbks to do.
and hw too. haish :(
maybe i shouldn't worry so much.
i didn't worry so much in ps.
and everything turned out all right.
it'll be the same now. right?
ok. i will not worry so much.
everything's gonna be fine. just fine.
if only i'll stop deluding myself.
such a total waste of time.
