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Friday, June 25, 2004

fuck you all for breathing, goodnight.

Zoso was soso.
A+ on the music.
F- on the crowd interaction. I felt like I was in church.
Maybe I wasn't in the right mood. Who cares.

I dressed alot differently than my normal t-shirt tonight. I got some strange looks. I'm not scared of those looks. I'm scared of the looks that signify "Hey... you're in frat." because hey... I'm not. And I never will be. Don't touch me. I'm also scared of getting burned by the really fucking stupid guy dancing and waiving his cigarette around. You fuck.

Work is soon upon me. Sleep is what I need I guess. Along with a way out of this.

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