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Friday, May 23, 2003
My interest in blogging is seriously waning, as I begin to realize that it's only propaganda for myself or my friends.
My 21st Birthday is in a few days. I'm not sure if it hasn't hit me yet, or I'm disengaged from the entire process, but I feel nothing. It's my last landmark birthday, and I'll finally be legal. It's strange but I get the strong feeling that it will pass remarkably un-noticed. I don't mean that in a bad way. I just foresee myself that day: My acting scene with Melody, working like a dog at the front desk, playwriting exercises, then home for a few hours, while I eat and move things around my room for absolutely no immediate purpose. Maybe practicing with the A Stinking Weird cast. Then, McDonald's class if I'm up to it. I'll come home late, tired and sleepy.
Actually, now that i describe it, it sounds like a good day. Plus, I know Momma Kim will call and so will Courtney. *nodding* I'm pretty much set, then.
All I need now is some events this weekend, cause I'm so craving entertainment, but no one is around. Damn midterms. You stole my friends, evil one.
12:38 PM
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