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Monday, July 16, 2001
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Has anyone heard the new Fuel song, "Bad Day"? It's so, so good. I don't know why I like it so much, as it's pretty depressing. But, I think I kind of identify with it a little. The beginning seems to be about this girl who's having a bad day (duh) but not really for particular reason - it's just that every goes wrong. And lately, when I'm having a bad day, it's just like that. I guess I could be wrong about the meaning, but hey, that's how it makes me feel.
The theme of the weekend could have been, Had a Bad Weekend, though, that's for sure. I'm not sure how it happened, but nothing went according to plan and now pretty much everyone wants to kill everyone else. Not good. I still have this sinking feeling in my stomach, but I'm not exactly sure what I did wrong and I wish someone could tell me. I know what other people did wrong. I could pick out very many events this weekend and pinpoint whose fault they were. But I know that I've done something wrong, because otherwise I wouldn't feel this way. I'd just feel disappointed or I would be feeling sorry for someone(s). It's so, so irritating. Ugh, at this point, I just want to say, it happened, it sucked, but it's over. It just feels like it's not going to be that easy. I did get in some quality drinking and shopping time, but even those events were marred by other things. I suppose I should just try not to leave Ithaca for the rest of the summer, since my one foray into other cities (even if it was all still in NY) was a complete disaster. Damn it all. I hope my trip home next month is more fun than this was.
- Lizzardie, at 11:59 PM
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