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whew.
it's over. for real for real. it feels... well it feels over. woke up at 2 in the afternoon and was barely home at all and i'm still covered in the happyfilm of project grad. there is so much to write down and describe and commit to memory or paper or both for all time... but all i can focus on right now is how... great last night was. this morning. how great this morning was. because it was. great. farewell, public school. bring on the summer. ~~~~~ i finally got a hateful review. it made me laugh. FIN. 9:56 p.m., Thursday, Jun. 03, 2004 |
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