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6:18 pm & 09.03.07
i worry a little too much, being on the brink of tears because you can't get ahold of someone who is over a half hour late, and who is never, Ever late without letting you know in advance. damn text messages.
a little surprised on my father's answer to we'll see, it's a nice thought, you know?
as is next year, an apartment and a shared bedroom, and i get to decorate the kitchen and paint it yellow. nice life, right?