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I think I'm pretty much graduated.

I finished the movie for class. It is what it is.

I turned 24 on Wednesday.

I just wish I weren't so goddamn fucking socially retarded and instead of that 100% charming and on top of things.

It's a bittersweet, anticlimactic end to something I'm not sure is even over. I don't want it to be over and I don't really fancy finding something else to do.

I fulfill my own prophesies way too often. It's my own fault. I'm retarded.