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<p><span class="tag">diary</span> <span class="tag">livejournal</span> <span class="tag">fossils</span></p>
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<p>Well. Hmm.. well. Well.</p>
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<p>Choir video: I finished it in time, luckily, though I bullshitted the last bit of it (from all-state on) Apparently people still liked it, considering the amount of people that came up to me afterwards and complimented and/or asked for a copy of it. Kristal remarked just how many pictures contained Kory, along with most people I asked. Also, I apparently made the All-State Section too long and made some people feel bad. Well, I did what I could with what I had. I'd like to thank Shannon for being so tolerant with me sort of brushing her off. I gave her lots of credit in the video because, even though it seemed like I didn't let her do much, she really helped with moral support and ideas. Also, she bought me hot chocolate afterwards at Caffe Sole. ^^</p>
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<p>Graduation: I didn't know I was supposed to call Jim/Terb for that, my apologies. It went well, though. Fairly standard as far as graduations go, though; got a diploma in the end. Dad and Julie came over and had Mr. Pilot take pictures of various couplings of parents and me for them. They got buzzed after chugging champagne like beer, and my mom got drunk on a glass. Michael and Shannon came over too, and partook in garlicky dip and a glass of champagne as well. Wondering where everyone was, I called Terb and Ryan. Terb and Jim came over, Ryan forgot it was then, couldn't make it. We eventually all ended up on the floor in the basement watching movie trailers and the like. Snuggled with Moondoggy some. He's good for that. More on that later. <em>Pharmako/poeia</em> came. Wondrous book.</p>
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<p>Parties on Sunday: I misread two of the three invitations and ended up only going to Stephy P.'s party, as Willy's was the night before, and Laurel et al.'s is on friday. It was alright, but I got really tired and passed out early, sleeping until ten, then going back to bed at 2 and nearly oversleeping this morning. I think my body's still messed up from that last week of school 'cause, after all of that sleep, I'm tired yet again. Real tired.</p>
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<p>Today: got up in time to get a shower and some stuff cleaned up downstairs before people came over. We made it to the fair in time for some foods and pictures before we met Moondog and Pilot there. More food and wandering around, spent some time by the creek. I was gonna do the thing with Michael that I had planned, but had some some second thoughts. After that, we went back to the dungeon to watch <em>Airplane</em>. More snuggling. </p>
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<p>I'm really confused. I really do love Moondog a lot, but it.. eh. I just don't think that it would be a very healthy relationship if sex were to enter into it at all, which I'm sure it would, knowing the fluctuations of both of our hormones. I don't think I would deal with it well, considering how I dealt with it in the past. The conflict of gender and sex is too much for me, and is slowly proving yet again that I do like guys, all apologies to Moondog. Yet I'm still addicted to snuggles. It's kinda painful. I'm sure it is for both of us.</p>
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<p>Aaaand.. Kory. I don't know what to do about him. It hurts. So much pain, it's all so beautiful.
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<em>That was cliche.</em><br />
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Yeah, it was, but beautiful pain points out the miracles of everything.
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<em>Are you turning into a christian?</em><br />
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Perhaps.<br />
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<em>Now say 'mum'.</em><br />
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Mum</p>
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