i saw lost in translation with rachel yesterday. it was good, i enjoyed it quite a bit. we also saw this photo exhibit at the mca (museum of contemporary art) which was very vrey nice, indeed. i had a good time, i was glad to get out of the house because this place is so goddamn suffocating. anyway, on friday after school, i just started crying for no imeediate reason in the hallway when i was talking to rachel. she asked me what was wrong, but you know me, i didn't tell her. i was considering telling her yesterday, but, i don't know, i'm just not good at that sort of thing. i would like to tell her, or ynay of my other close friends for that matter, more about me, but i just can't. it's too hard, i can't bring myself to do it. ah, well....maybe one day i'll get over it.

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