I think when my parents leave tomorrow (today) I'm going to want to die. I'm tired of being isolated.
Thursday, November 25, 2004
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I remember how excited I was to move into an apartment by myself. That excitement has pretty much worn off by now. Isolation is no fun at all. (I imagine that's why misbehaving prisoners are punished with solitary confinement.) So what are you going to do for Christmas if you can't go home?
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