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02/05/2003 entry: "ARRRRAAAAARRRRRRRAAAARRRRRRR"

I hate mornings with a goddamn passion. Granted I slept later than I usually do, and skipped my first class. But the rest of it sucked.

You know, I'm the type of person you don't want to see at any point before noon, let alone see when I first wake up in the morning. I'm brutal. I WILL bite your head off, literally.

And sometimes I just have such surreal mornings because of being woken up by someone, or because of just weird stuff that's going on. I almost had one of those.

But moody? YES. Oh my god I want to like shoot people and cry at the same time. I hate hate hate hate lights in the morning. I believe one of my parents used to turn the light on in my room (before I started locking my door) to wake me up. I HATED that.

Besides that, I made the mistake of checking my computer before I fully woke up, so I saw that Kevin had forgotten I was skipping class, and was checking to see if we could walk to class together. :( I felt so bad. I still do. Shit, I have to go soon. Nevermind. I'll post more later or something.