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::Hmmm...
I don't know what to say. Except that there's someone I really need to talk to right now.
If you're reading this, and have no idea what I was talking about in the last entry, then this doesn't affect you in the slightest, and please don't ask me about it, because I don't think that I know what I THINK about it right now, so how could I possibly begin to explain it?
Besides... it's not... just me.
This is strange. Not worrisome. Not bad. Just weird. Confusing. Strange.
Sign on. Right now. And let's clear this up a bit.
All my music is happy music. I don't have any confused music. I need teenage angsty music right now... so I can think.
I'm not in a bad mood. Or an angsty mood.
Just sort of confused.
In a good way.
I think.
Time to break out the old Kau journal and resurrect the magic healing properties of writing.::
.:Arakatze blogged on 5/23/2004 10:25:00 PM:.
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.:Arakatze's Rant:.
Penguins, weasels, banana cakes, lemonade.
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name: arakatze
quote:"I remember sitting in my car in the parking lot, overwhelmed with a single thought: That's what I want for my life: To be caught up in the sweep of history. To be in the center of things. To be making a difference. To be at the heart of the struggle between right and wrong, good and evil. My heart was almost breaking at the thought of a life of insignificance."
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