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Friday, December 20, 2002
Don't you love it when you get compliments? Don't be so quick to call me conceited. If you knew the amount of insecurities I drag around with me, you'd let me have my moments of self-indulgent horn-tooting. I saw an old TA today (yea, the one I "accidentally" flashed) and not only did he smile upon seeing me but he said I was pretty! (Well, it was directed at my hair, which IS pretty today) There was several seconds of "aw shucks" before I realized he always says something nice to everyone. I like people like that. They have good hearts and they like seeing people smile. There are often times when I REACH for those compliments, but I need them. It's the theatrical side of me. We need assurance, even if its annoying.
I also love it when my friends are happy. I feel good when I see people smiling. Really smiling, none of that fake ass grinning. It makes you want to do good deeds to see that kind of happiness again.
You wanna hear something sad and funny? (I can hear the eagerness already) My best skills lie in writing and speaking. Yet, I got back my Phil final today, and lo and behold, I had written "The conditional haves these properties..." HAVES?? Wow, I really had to pee. That's my excuse for my FOB moment. Also, that class fucked me over. I would have had pretty good grades if not for the ugly C- I got in there. It made me sad to see my GPA. No more of this candy ass studying. I'm gonna be militant. You gotta admit I'm getting better. My first year I didn't even read half my books. The second year, I barely made it to class. Junior year is my time to shine. By the time I graduate, as a seventh year student, I'll have grades to be proud of.
I'm going home tomorrow, so you won't have these journal entries for awhile. I also got some weird grease on my hands from the keyboard, so now I'm gonna leave before I stain something. I want to wish everyone a happy holiday break and I'll miss you guys. Take care.
3:36 PM
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