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%title Arr...
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%date 2004-06-03 21:01:28
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The navy blue I've been seeing at waist level in front of me and to my left is contentment. I'm not entirely sure that it being omnipresent is a good thing, however, considering the colors it's mixed with. Am I really content with longing and hopelessness? It's not out of the question, I suppose that it could just be another aspect of my personality. But that just brings up the question of whether or not it's something I ingrained into myself through habit, something where I just kinda accepted that feeling such things is normal, okay, and what I want; or is it something I was born with, or that we're all born with? Is it a side effect of love, expecting impossible desires and the blind hopelessness that follows the end of a four year undertaking?
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<em>Whatever, you're rambling.</em>
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Guilty, conspirator.
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<em>Hushya.</em>
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There was a LAN in here (Caffe Sole) earlier, they just left.
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Earlier today, I went to my dad's to go shopping with Julie. Belmar kinda sucks, but I got some nice clothes. Hooray for stereotypical women. After that, I came back and had dinner with my mom. I went out to get some more applications, and that's when the cyan took over. Now I'm just switching randomly between Dvorak and QWERTY. I suppose I should pick one. |