Sorry, long time no...anything.

I've got a new online journal, dont really need this one:

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OR

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anyway, plenty has happened since that AFI concert...
so here goes:

Everyone gets angry and depressed, I try to kill myself and fail, get into therapy am given medication for depression, friends and family make even more depressed with their bickering and harrassing, go to Centrum art camp, meet cool people, meet possible new bf, go home, dragged to NYC to visit mother, dragged to VA to visit perfect cousin margot and family, dragged to DC to visit other family, dragged back to NYC, go down to Jersey to visit old friends, dragged down to shore for 2 weeks where I will most definately be miserable, then thankfully going back to WA where I will get my bottom braces off, register for schoolio, go to an art show my camp is in (me included) in Seattle, see possible bf again and kiss him finally, then settle back into old horrid life without him.

There you go.