2004-11-23 - 7:03 a.m.

it's like anything serious is horribly sad and anything else is fluffy nothing.

(both make me feel too young, somehow)

that day is coming back to haunt me something awful.

it was a day where i was very, very sad. and i decided i did not have to be so sad. there was a little switch in my head, i flipped it and stopped caring (how flippant!). since then everything's become exclamation points, and my old teacher said exclamation points are vulgar. maybe i grew up that day, though really i just stopped telling the truth to anybody.

never tell anyone you have an online diary, unless it is a xanga.

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