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Thursday, October 1rst, 2015;
Dan is still singing old love songs, I don't think I can stand them anymore. I asked him to 'shut his pretty mouth up' yesterday, he just stopped a little. I really want to kick his ass.
I ate all the cereals (Dan's too). Sweet revenge.
I feel a little sick, but it doesn't show much, I can still go to the radio show. I'm just a little nauseous, but I didn't puke. Maybe it's the cereals.
I left yesterday, and Dan asked me what was wrong. I don't know if I want to tell him. I really don't know what will be his reaction. Betrayal? I'm pretty sure he won't be happy though.
I also feel weird around him, now that I think of it. I always want to be around him and I feel sad when he's gone. I think our friendship means a little too much to me.
Mom called, I didn't answer. She has to wait. Wait, even if it takes thousands of years for me to feel better.

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