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Ok, so I'm supposedely doing homework... I'm getting there. I just wasn't having any luck yet. I'm either depressed, frustrated, or mad, and I'm not sure which. Maybe all. Don't know why either.

I've decided I'm kinda messed up. Not in the sense that one would usually think of messed up, but whatever. I'm frustrated with myself anyway. I'm right back to doing the same old things I used to do. I thought I had gotten better. I thought I was getting more positive, more... whatever, but evidently not. All of that sounds totally different than what I really mean, but oh well.

I've also decided that I'm going to be one of those people who spends my whole life preparing to live, and then at the end I'm going to realize I missed it all.

What is really living anyway? I'm gonna figure that one out too late too. One day I'll finally figure out what the purpose of all this really was, but it's gonna be too late to do anything about it. Save it, I've heard all the cliched answers. They may be totally right, but there's ground that needs covered between here and there, and I evidently can't find it.

Sorry, anybody who actually reads this should ignore it. I probably shouldn't post it, but I'm sure I will. I don't feel like I've accomplished anything until I do. I guess it's one of those things I want read, but then again I don't. Maybe I figure that if anybody actually understands this, they deserve to read it. I don't know. Sorry again... bye.