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Just wanted to have an entry--

Is it strange that I'm okay with strangers reading about my life, but I don't want the people who know me in real life to actually know me?

Just the problem with the fact that the real world exists outside of the Web.

I'm tired, and I'm sick, but I'm over my infatuation with sleep for the time being and don't know what to do with myself.

Theoretically, I need to be doing my CS homework. Theoretically, I should get some sleep in order to be able to go to math tomorrow, but we all know that that's not going to happen. Theoretically, I am a good student, but maybe I'm starting to get the picture that I'm never going to want to do anything in the real world, because there's hardly anything I want to do at all. Theoretically, I'm a smart kid, but maybe I'm starting to get the picture that IQ does not a sucessful member of the working population make.

I don't know why I have such an insane desire to waste time. Is it a flaw in human genetics and evolution? Maybe not everyone is like this. It would certainly help if I had done anything worth doing tonight. Surfing for weezer .mp3's probably will never get me a good job, make a boy fall head over heels for me, make me more intelligent, place me in a better position to have sex with my imaginary boyfriend, Josh Jackson. (Are these my life goals?)

I like things that look cool. I need to have a cool looking webpage in the same way that I need to accumulate clothes and nice things and books. I don't want to have to have a good webpage, because then I'm waiting for someone to tell me. My webpage is nice and simple. And does not link back to here. While I am probably the only one who goes through random Tech students' webpages, and explores those of my friends throughly, I don't want anyone I know to be able to read about me without me knowing. Have I written anything here that's a secret? (I slept with my CA.)

"But what's a CA?"




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