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a backpack, guitar and the stars
11.12.01 - 11:39 p.m.

class was fine.. though it might have been better if i took notes today. oh well. got an A on my test. whoopie.

came home and did absolutely nothing that resembled my outline for comp. which is due tomorrow.

started looking through the catalouge for next semester's classes. i think i'm gonna take Introductory Astronomy. why not right?

i don't think i'm gonna transfer though. i don't want to. move yes, transfer no. i want to just hop a bus and go wherever. just need my backpack and guitar and i'll be good to go. i'm not happy here, so why stay?

on a completely different note, i've been sleeping on my floor for over a week. however, i have clean clothes, so i suppose its a fair trade. though this paint still won't come out of these jeans..

earlier - later