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Thursday, August 26, 2004  
Isn't it weird how things go down? I can't remember the last time I wrote anything on here, but as I sit here in the computer lab of the college I now attend, I can't think of anything I'd rather do. Could it be because my next class isn't for another 4 hours? Yes, I suppose it could. Also all the fun kids from my San Francisco trip have little journals and blogs and hoo-wah, so why not me? I fall in love at least 15 times a day. My heart races and I get nervous and my palms sweat and I have to look away from him (whoever he is this time) I fall in lust at least 20 times that amount. I guess you might call it boy crazy. I just think I appreciate beauty. In boys. No thats not true. I stop and smell flowers a lot too. And stare at bugs, and clouds. I think my infatuation with boys is just because they provide the most stimuli. You can gaze at them, smell them, taste them, hold them all while they do it back to you. I am just impulsive. Or maybe I'm a slut.

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