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Sunday, October 07, 2001
 
So our concert today... first of the semester. Well... I rather thought it sucked slightly. Our part in it, specifically. In rehearsal not a half hour earlier it sounded alright, but in the concert... *sigh*

I have another concert on Tuesday. I had really better double check rehearsal times for this. I think I have one tomorrow night, and I just know I'll forget about it if I'm not careful. So two rehearsals tomorrow, another two monday, concert Tuesday... *sigh* Do I get to breathe this week? Damn.

I'm spending all this time online. It's really bad. I guess because it's an easy escape. My mother wants to know what I want for my birthday. I think "I want you not to talk to me" is inherently a Wrong Answer.

I wonder how I'm pulling off Thanksgiving. I've decided I'll bite the bullet and actually go home, but I'm not sure how I'll do it without commiting homicide. I wish I could live with my father. Used to be something Mom would pull out as a threat. "Oh, so do you want to go live with your father??" Damn, do I wish she would ask me that now. I think she knows the answer has changed, though, so she'll never ask again.

Debi has apparently moved in with Rob. Well, vice versa, really. She says they're looking for a house together. Possibly marrying in February. I don't know what to think. I'm happy for her of course, but wow. I remember less than three years she was telling me that I had to make sure I didn't do anything like lose my virginity before she did. She said she'd put a statute of limitations on that one, though. Ummm. Thanks Debs. I don't know. It's a good thing Rob is such a great guy. Otherwise I'd probably completely freak out over all of this.

I think I should sleep now. There's so much I should get done tomorrow which isn't actually going to happen. *sigh* Damn me. It's cold in here, too. *shivers*


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