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Why does everyone think I'm the chick to go to for relationship advice? I've only been in one relationship, people!

One that absorbed merely 1/38 of my life. Of course I'm not bitter or anything. :o�

Bleh. And at the same time, I seem to be carrying some form of scary-guy catnip in my pocket, because they're coming out of the woodwork and seriously invading my three feet of personal space... it's upsetting. And how do I say no without hurting their feelings?

(and no, Tiger, you do not fall into that category.)

Comedy of Errors is truly hilarious, but it's nibbling up my time like a voracious little gerbil. There's a poetry reading I'd absolutely love to go to tomorrow, but somehow everyone thinks scheduling things at 7 p.m. is a great idea, since no one has night classes or play rehearsals or anything. Hah.

I was really looking forward to hearing my friends' new stuff. And having more exposure to the cute poetry boys I adore.

When asked what I thought my purpose/destiny in life was, I couldn't quite say. I only knew I wanted to do or be something worth remembering, beyond the scope of ordinary human existence.

I don't want fifteen minutes of fame. I want twenty-five, dammit.

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