10:10 p.m. - 2004-11-22
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Reread through the diary for most of the year. I seem to be a very unhappy person. Though oddly enough, it's not really true. I just tend to need to rant when I'm not on the up.

The book seems to be going slow at the moment, not sure whether it's the writing that is actually slow or the scene. I just need to get over this hump.

Holidays are coming. Stupid holidays. Why people need to spend an incessive amount of time and money on everyone else for one day a year is beyond me.

Now don't get me wrong. I like giving gifts just as much as everyone else, and getting them too. But why can't we do it year round? Why only from after thanksgiving to xmas?

Blah. I just can't wait until next week when all my classes are over and I can finally have a bit of piece and quiet. Oh except for the whole fact that I work in retail.

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