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Alotta my pals say that I am pretty random, and i like to think out side of the box alot. Im pretty crazy but not in the straight jacket sorta way ya kno. I like to send letters to my friends cuz everyone likes to get real mail every once and a while. I also like to leave messages on answering machines. Those are a few joys in my life. Another joy in my life is my friends. They put happy into my life just being there. They are my favorite people and I would do anything for them. There are many other joys in my life such as my dog and writing. There are sum downs too but the good stuff makes up for it. Ya can't let the bad bring ya down too much bcuz then life gets a little harder everyday cuz its just bringin ya down. Movin on, Im kinda spastic and goofy and thats aways fun. I like to have fun and smile and have a good time. I'm never usually serious but sometimes I am when I write. Other than that, I usually am never serious cuz its just not me. It would just be weird. But hey I'm weird too and sponaneous so ya never know what to expect outta me I am just a firecracker that just never stops goin. Ya think the pop stops but no it keeps on goin. I can also be refered to as spark plug cuz i dunno i guess im sparky but okay. Thats about all the main stuff, you'll learn the rest in time.
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Day three of escuela.
Each day improves, fortunately. At least that's how it's going now. Monday was foul, Tuesday was better, today was exceptionally nice. I'm opening up. I don't really have a choice, unless I follow through with the hermit idea. Some people aren't that bad. It's just that some people, even those who I didn't even know, let me down before they even gave me a chance. And since then, I have lost all possible interest in them, as well as trust. All those people are in my classes. I guess it's a test of maturity to see if we can even associate with each other. I refuse to make friends with such people, but I will be civil and talk to them. I can hold grudges for a long time. I'm generally not a mean person, but I will always remember when you hurt me. And there are but a few people I depise for it. I'm getting used to my classes now. As well as the people. I'm becoming more comfortable...well, to a point. I don't want to lie, I still feel a little out of place in some of my classes. I'm just not comfortable around some people. I don't want to speak too soon. I don't know how things will go Thursday or Friday. It'll be really hard but I'm game for the challenge. But just the thought of my little lambskin over there and me still here...it's hard to fathom. We spend a lot of time together. Now that he's a little farther away, we obviously won't spend as much time together. I'll be like missing my other half. We'll be close at heart. And I'll still see him-just not as often. Everything else is up in the air. I know come Friday afternoon, I'll already miss him. But it isn't goodbye, only see you later. It'll be hard but I'll be ok. Everything will be ok. And tomorrow, we'll make it count. I'll even dress cool or something. I love you so much, Brendan, more than the universe can contain. That's why there are blackholes- there is so much love, it has to go into another dimension. And then some...because this love expands with heat. But it never explodes, it just grows and grows. I heart you. To infinity and beyond. That's only the just of what you mean to me. But that's for you and me to know, and no one else to fully understand. Jenny at 4:48 PM
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