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Friday, October 12, 2001
 
I was so angry last night that part of that is incoherent. I should edit, but I don't know that I can.

Weekends are so nice... I have work to do this weekend, but it's manageable. I just need to keep going. So tired all the time, though, and when I do have free time I never use it to sleep. Socializing is so much more worthwhile to me for whatever reason. So I deprive myself and walk around like a zombie. Brilliant, really.

I can feel the individual tendons and whatnot working in my hands as I type. My eyes are unfocused. My head feels heavy. I'm completely out of it. I think that if anything, I need to sleep more so that when I blather on all day to everyone what I'm saying has meaning to someone, even if only myself. Often people don't understand me, but when I don't understand me, it's a problem.

Morde'an and I talked about old pieces of our writing and music and whatnot today. She says she misses her band. I wish I had the experience in the first place. I feel like what I know of music doesn't apply to the real world. Classical training sucks to some extent.

I miss everyone. Again. I spent quality time with Cara and Morde'an yesterday, and that was very good. I just kept thinking tonight that if I had been elsewhere I would have been so much more involved and I would have been grateful. No one was around much tonight. We used to be such a tight, closeknit hallway. This year we're amiable, but not so much friends. I miss everyone from last year. I'm repeating myself ad infinitum. Tired. *thud*


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