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Friday, June 24, 2005 . 6/24/2005

Well, I went to Borders. What a complete waste of time. Maybe it was my bitchy mood, but as far as I could tell there was nothing new or worth looking at.

Now I'm tired from crying.

I bet I look like some angsty teenager whenever I go out. My eyes always seem to be sad, I always stand there with my arms crossed, with a blank face..
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