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Artavia Deja (:
21 years young!
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New Yawk born and raised.



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63 Tuesday, November 18, 2008 3:46 PM
Kay, so to say that I am a little stressed would be an understatement. Why do I feel like this is going to turn out so bad. All I wanted was for my birthday to turn out good. Lemme stop. The day hasn't even come yet. -pause, I just got a text saying that someone else isn't coming. I'm not even going to stress it because that just means more birthday celebrations for me. Wait, I lied, I'm highly disappointed. But then again, this is a feeling that I'm used to.
I was supposed to go out today, but I've been hugging the toilet all day so that wasn't possible. I'm surprised that I can even sit here long enough to type this out. Anywho, I hate that I keep on having to do all these papers that make me think. Like come on. My literature professor would be better off teaching philosophy. The paper is about (tries to sum this up without rambling) how people are so quick to believe things even though they can't see it. Blah, it's more interesting than it sounds. Okay, I just got another text and now I went from being sad and disappointed to being ANGRY. I'll holler later....Maybe =/


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