Saturday. Back in Los Angeles. Not yet 21. Friends are clubbing. New apartment is wonderful. Looking forward to forgetting the past and getting back on campus. Mostly empty. Okay, completely empty. Fine until I had time to myself to think. Want new people in my life (and to keep the old ones too). Downtown Los Angeles may help. But not until I am 21. 4 weeks until real people.
Decided that my future will not include being sad about the recent past. Execution, however, is the problem.
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I hate copy-paste.
9.20.2008
thoughts from the 5.
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That's a lot of happiness. Don't get too carried away now. :D
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