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Saturday, September 26, 2009
Autumn.
All i want is for the big A's to be over fast. It's like a torturous sentence, slowly dragging because it enjoys watching us flinch in agony, stress and annoyance. All i want is one day, without having to worry about the big A's. Maybe if I ate all my notes, the big A's would be waay easier, that would prolly work.
Looking out of my window, if I weren't living here, I should see beautiful brownish red leaves spiraling down into the pool of Autumn leaves on the floors. The weather would be just perfect, not too cold, not too hot either. Just imagine the kind of clothes I could wear, instead of just tank tops and shorts because the weather here is murderous.
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