9.6.2001
 
Went to art club's welcome back party. Sad sight to see when everyone broke off into cliques about mid-party... ech.

Tired again.

Gouged myself against something sharp in the art room. Disinfected and peroxided several minutes later, all I had to do is slap some Neosporin on. Now I'm tired, I'm sweating, and I'm rather bothered.

Excuse me.

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