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Hey y'all...yeaaaaaahhh!

I'm just hanging out in my bed right now, yes, right now, at 1:15 in the AM, since this is the absolute latest I can stay up on Saturday nights nowadays without completely losing my mind monday morning at school!

Just watching some youtube videos, reading, shopping, generally being overall unproductive. Scratching my leg (which needs shaving), itching my head (which needs washing), and looking around my room in utter disbelief that I've actually been living here for the past couple days. (If you haven't already figured it out, it needs some SERIOUS cleaning.)

I don't really want to sleep. I'm actually wishing that I had copious amounts of energy (or drugs*) so that I can do all the things that I aspire to, when I'm just sitting here in front of my little buddy, Kaz. Yeah, I named my laptop. If you were wondering what Kaz is supposed to stand for, it's an acronym for Kick Ass Zombie. As in this laptop rocks.

deep breath, people.

*Just kidding. I avoid drugs at all costs.

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