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i have a new cd.
it's out in my car and i don't feel like getting it.
i buy music on my lunch breaks because i have nothing to listen to in my car. i then usually bring that music inside the house, where it stays. and then i go buy more. and it's a huge cycle. at least my music collection benefits.
i hid some used cds today (shhh) that i will buy tommorrow, if they are still there. if not, it just wasn't meant to be.
i don't know why i just typed any of that.

today i went to my old house. i hadn't been inside of it in ten years. my parents had to foreclose on it last month, which is sad, because we knew the people we sold it to.
it's amazing how small everything seemed.
it's amazing how easily i walked away and never looked back.
(how little emotional attachment that i feel)
i grew up in that house.
my parents, james and christan, celina, steph, and i all went.
it just felt oppresive.
but it never did when i was little, and i wonder why it does now.
maybe some things are better left alone.

so, i might as well let it be known that i have been writing elsewhere. i'm a diary whore. i don't know why i feel the need to write in seperate places, but it seems like each is a different outlet for different parts of me.
and as i said before this one should probably be laid to rest but i can't bear to part with it.
i will be downloading everything to disk soon, though, and erasing most of my older entries.
i think it feels natural to gather up those pieces of my past and put them away now.
i think it's time.
anyhow, on diaryland i am also at skatingparty.diaryland.com

okay, so i'm hungry now. goodbye.

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