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Someone put me out of my misery.

All this talk of two way roads and I forget that i'm getting fucked royally.

I give it a week. Maybe a month. Something's got to give.

I've little to express at present. You might say I'm writing this entry simply to appear current. Ro-sizzle is off on a plane to visit with a friend's family and I've got the weekend to myself for the first time in a very long time. What am I going to do? Likely rest indoors playing my new Wii between bouts at the beach burning myself...
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What ever happened to fun?

Well, I've given up the smoking. No cigs, no doobs, no fun. Don't get me wrong, in a week I'll be ranting about how great my lucid dreams and ability to think straight are, in addition to all the health benefits. Until then however, I am a tense mess.

God I need to find some fruitful hobbies. In the spirit of bettering myself, I am going to make it my NY's resolution to learn a new instrument and language. That in addition to giving up my vices.

I just wrote my last exam. Hip-hop-hooray, hos.

I am sick of trying.

Not having money means not going to concerts. That's why I am trying to get my own radio show on my campus station. Already made a PSA that sounds silly but is at least a good platform for my voice. Here's to hoping. DJ + 1 ftw.

Worst week ever. Apparently I ruined my gf's b-day. Isn't that nice? Additionally everyone else is pissed off at me. And why shouldn't they be? Fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!