Well, I'm feeling better. I'm sorta feeling better. I wasn't feeling good this morning. I skipped one of my classes. It was the class I always skip. It's was the class that I really, really shouldn't skip. But of course I did. On the other hand, since it is Friday, there's really only one class that I can skip, since I only have one Friday class. It doesn't really excuse it, of course, but then it wasn't really the point. I wasn't feeling good so I didn't go. Oh well.

But moving on.

As predicted, I have no idea what I was talking about on Wednesday. I looked back at it and reread it. I was shocked at just how apathetic I was being. Today I'm much more fatalistic. But since I am so fataliztic, I don't feel like talking about it.

Later.

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