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  <title>Queen of Infinite Space</title>
  <subtitle>and no bad dreams in sight</subtitle>
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    <name>++they took the world in their hands++</name>
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  <updated>2010-08-21T18:19:39Z</updated>
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    <title>Two Days until College</title>
    <published>2010-08-21T18:19:39Z</published>
    <updated>2010-08-21T18:19:39Z</updated>
    <category term="college bound"/>
    <category term="aargh"/>
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    <dw:mood>frustrated</dw:mood>
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    <content type="html">I'm seriously freaking out about this and I don't know why. I have everything packed and ready to go. I cleaned my room so it's all nice for me when I come back. I've taken care of my bank account and my computer (his name is Harold)&amp;nbsp; and my phone so I could pretty much get in the car and leave now. And yet I'm upset and lethargic at the same time. I have my narniaexchange to finish up before I go, but it won't go from my head to the computer. Today I just spent a few hours staring at the wall and pretending to sort papers. Yesterday I wrote a whole bunch of angsty resentful Dean fic, because it pretty much matched how I was feeling. Nothing I think of to do can hold my attention for very long. Maybe it's just that I'm worried about leaving my old routine for a new one, but that doesn't make a whole lot of sense, since this current summer routine sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, okay *breathe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hug or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ernest&amp;ditemid=5781" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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