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| i wonder where everyone went. i don't see them anymore, even though some of them live in the same building as me. i never encounter them casually, though. there's a lot of floors and a lot of doors in this place.
the people from highschool are just becoming abstract concepts these days. personalities stuck in the position in which i last saw them. i still know them, theoretically. they're around. but i still wonder if they notice we haven't spoken for months. i wonder if it matters.
see you all at christmas.
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poltergeists are really just inverse mimes.
think about it.
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| [the scene: tanya and i are walking to convocation hall for geography.]
tanya: anyways, were you going to go to the book readings?
me: i don't think so. none of the authors really interested me that much.
tanya: ah.
[we stop. before us, on the ground, lies a banana.]
tanya: oh! that reminds me.
[tanya takes a small plastic bag, which contains a banana peel, out of her purse. she throws it in the trash.]
tanya: good thing i remembered. it might have gone rotten.
FIN
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| this summer has failed to live up to expectations. now, to be fair, i set pretty high standards. but nothing really got done at all. and i don't seem to care.
i guess this is what apathy must feel like.
huh.
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| for some reason, i had thought that today was thursday the tenth. instead of thursday the seventeenth.
and then i looked at the calendar, and the song i was listening to said...
i wanna know...
where the hell the days go...
my life is strange.
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