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Friday, December 8, 2006

Let's see.

I lost my wallet in china with $20 in it. I lost my ear studs. My flight was delayed. And now, I am ill. I feel bloody nauseous everytime I move. My heads burning and spinning. Oh my uigdsgufgsdfhdfkjdsklfjdfklsdsf. I think I'm gonna barf any minute.

I don't wanna miss campppppp. I'm sorry I blew off the movie marathon, and I'm sorry I won't make it for the gathering on Monday.

All I can think about are sunsets and bus stops.



How much of this is real?
Where you are the one, the one,
That lies close to me.
Whispers, "Hello,
I miss you quite terribly."

7:02 PM