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This is my journey of finding out what life means for me and what I want to make of it. This is my journey of finding out who I was, who I am, and who I want to be. This is a collection of the neverending thoughts that plague my head. If you really want to know what I think of you, then you've come to the right place. Here, I won't hold back and you can't say I didn't warn you. There is a definite possibility that I may something that will hurt you. Your choice if you want to read on.

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

No more AX.

AX is already over, I can't believe it. How sad. I met a guy while there named Paul whom I'm really starting to fall for... probably way too hard, harder than usual, which is bad considering how hard I already usually fall for guys anyway. I guess, I don't really care anymore. I'm sure I'll end up hurting somewhere down the road, but it doesn't bother me at all. I guess I've learned that in the end, it's worth it. I just wish certain other people felt the same way.

I'm getting sleepier by the moment as I type this so I hope what I say makes sense.

AX was pretty fun. Out of everyone, I liked hanging out with Rick, Mark, Zach, and Jesse the most and I would like to add Paul in there, but I didn't really hang out with him until like the night before AX ended. If only we had hit it off a few days earlier, then we could've had more time to hang out during the later few days. Oh well. There's always next year and I guess we'll see what happens.

My finicial aid crap is finally done. I'm kind of proud of myself because I got $7,600 from UC Irvine and Mrs. Moreau said that it's because I had good grades. I dunno if it's true, but I want to believe it is because I don't want to know that all those years of hard work went down the trash. I only have to pay $8,024 in loans... Things are a little sketchy right now so I dunno what's happening. I might live at the dorms, or I might live at home. Things are very undecided. I've also given this quite a bit of thought. If I were to live at dorms, I wonder when I would come home and when I would get to see Paul... if I lived at home, I would have way more leverage as to what I want to do... it's just that the drive to school would be a bit of a hassle and I dunno if Paul and I would still be together then.

I need a job goddamnit. Fuck, please, please, please, I hope so much that Golden Spoon will hire me... *sigh*

This is the part where you say, "cheer up emo kid" and I say, "shut the fuck up I'm not emo."

Good day and good grief.

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