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. . . . . entries for 8.9.02 . . . . . My comments are down, and it makes me very sad. Oh well. I hath rescued Nick Cave from the STS, and he is now happily playing on my leetle CD player. Funny thing, Red Right Hand reminds me of so many Final Fantasy characters in so many ways. Especially that one from a fanfic (Cassie, look away now) named Davoren, the leader of the Turks in Vincent's time. He was very Red Right Hand-ish. He wore the black trench and manipulated people, or acted like he did. Really Hojo was doing the manipulating through him. It was a really, really good fanfic (okay, Cassie, I'm done). Anyway, I have decided that, in the course of any weekend I need to sleep at least twenty hours. It's a law of nature, it seems. During the summer I just need to sleep at least eight hours every day, excluding CTY, in which case it just fails to matter when I go to sleep, I have to wake up at six. :P As it turned out I could get up at seven and still easily make it to classes. The morning is a happy time to sit on the quad and chill. So is lunch. Especially lunch, really, as I have two and a half hours to be at lunch. Most of this I spend hanging around reading, or hanging around harassing Charlie. Why the hell am I talking about CTY as if it's still going on? However much I wish it's true, it's not. Oh well. Such is life I suppose. Charlie doesn't think he's coming back to CTY, which makes me sad. Maybe I'll convince him before next summer comes that not every possible roomie is as evil as his roomie was this past year. I hope I will. But, indeed, now I'm in school, which is not at all CTY. This year we have a theme of community, however, which amuses me in its similarity to the full-time CTY theme of the aforementioned community. In spite of this, our theme of community consists mainly of wasting a few school days with eating cake and doodling. This is a good thing and a bad thing simultaneously. I like to think it's more good than bad. :) Anyway, I think I'm done. Peace out!
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