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My name is Whitney. I love tea, Sidney Crosby, Kid Cudi and cold weather. You shouldn't get too close to me.

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    Picking up Samantha then going to Brian’s to watch a movie. The wake sucked tonight. We were gonna leave before all the religious bullshit started but my aunt didn’t show up until 7, and my mom didn’t want to leave until she saw her. Got Wok Inn for dinner, watched The Office for a bit and now I’m heading out.

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    Please don’t go away. Please? No one’s ever stuck with me for so long before. And if you leave… if you leave… I just, I remember things better with you. I do, look. P. Sherman, forty-two… forty-two… I remember it, I do. It’s there, I know it is, because when I look at you, I can feel it. And-and I look at you, and I… and I’m home. Please… I don’t want that to go away. I don’t want to forget.
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    Getting ready for my uncle’s wake. I feel like I’ve gone to way too many of these things. What’s good tonight? I wanna go out later.

    Watching the rest of this episode of Family Guy, then going to bed. Found a cable that’ll work in my phone, so I am no longer phoneless. It’s funny how I can go a week without using it if I choose to, but if I don’t choose to cut off communication with the outside world, I can barely go a day without it. Tomorrow is gonna be dumb, there’s no point in going to school. Maybe staying after for a little while for photography, but I have to go to a wake at 4:15. Blah. I just want Christmas vacation. Two weeks off is what I need.