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Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Please Don't Ask Me
I don't know what to say except I am extremely disappointed in the way things have happened. I am not bubbly or happy because I am not feeling bubbly or happy. I am no longer in the mood. Please don't classify me as emo because you know nothing.

When I was in Australia, it was as if I was away from all my troubles. I left them all here and when I ran to another continent they all stayed there and I could enjoy 5 days of no problems whatsoever.

Now I'm back and they are there waiting for me. Welcoming me back to the land of problems. School, other matters, other problems, all threatening to crush me as soon as I landed. Small matters, big matters, not having enough souvenirs for people, feeling ill, exams, everything is coming back. I wish I had stayed there, every night having flashy dinners at Bond or at casinos, late night camwhoring around the hotel, seeing the sights and watching hot surfers smooch their pretty girlfriends.

It was all so surreal. Now i'm depressed. Welcome back. Everything depresses me. I wish I could be a Lotus Eater.

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