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god dammit. another day of having a hard time getting things done. i can't concentrate on anything. i just want to exist and not think. i have so much time now and i have no excuse for this. i don't know why i can't get anything done right now. every day gets harder instead of easier and i feel more and more alone.

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crap. talking to flatmates = good but bad. bleh.

(i miss them. so much. when i told evette about my mom last week, i started crying because i knew she would tell jenny and laura and i could clearly picture in my mind exactly what all of their responses would be, could hear their voices in my head. it's just as well i wasn't back in aberdeen this year, plainly... but god i miss them.)