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    So things really have been quite stressful lately. Summer has been teasing me by sporadically tossing in sunshine like two days of the week and making the rest of the days cold and windy. Summertime cool! Ugh, it drops in less than an hour but I need my sleep. I'm really craving a change in scenery right about now. My fortune cookie told me that I will be receiving a short vacation sometime soon but I don't know. It's that time right before all your finals where you have to cram cram cram because it's a make or break your grade situation.
    I miss summer vacation. You get to stay up all night web-camming or IMing or phoning making as many plans as possible. You do the whole "who can stay up the longest" even though you everyone ends up crashing around 7AM and you don't giving a fuck if you have dark circles, because if you really did feel like shit the next day, you could just stay home. No worrying about home work, studying, or stressing over your last history exam. You just kind of give into the freedom that summer vacation entitles you have and just do whatever the hell you want without school related conflicts.
    This is completely irrelevant to my earlier subject but I never take good year book pictures. NEVER. In my entire life. I think my best one was probably 2nd grade. In sixth grade, I was running a high fever. In seventh grade, I had to retake mines because it was too ugly, but the second one turned out even uglier. Eighth grade? I don't remember because my yearbook got stolen but I know I was breaking out. I don't even want to start on high school pictures. I'm not fishing for compliments, I can look decent, but it's just that every year we take photos for the year book, mines comes out looking like a complete disaster.
    So whenever I'm in a conversation with someone, occasionally, they have the audacity to spit some smart ass/ ignorant remark about who knows what. Honestly, i have stopped caring, stopped trying. I'm not the one to get you back with a clever comeback because honestly, I just don't care. Sure, say what you got to say, but I'm not going to stoop to your level. I'm not saying that people who do come back with witty comments are stupid, they make life interesting and funny, but sometimes it's just like.. why are you even trying. I do not mean to say that I never reply to joke, however, at certain moments, it is just futile. I am not one of those people who take everything as a competition, so I don't see why I even need to try to get back at you. I don't know, it was just a thought.
    Going back on my youtube playlist, I came across on hella songs I saved over summer. Listening to them really takes me back. Insomnia + Nostalgia = A really long night. But that's only because it's 200 songs. Sprinter dinner is coming up. I wonder which freshman guy I'll dance with, kekekeke! Jk, they're funny though. Honestly, even though at times I really thought about quitting, I don't regret quitting at all. It's something I can at least say I tried and accomplished. I honestly can't believe I didn't quit even though I suck pretty hard at it. I never in my life enjoyed running at all, I joined because I thought I would get tan. Turns out, wrong sport. Should have took up swimming.