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I'm different. I'm not sure if this is a bad different...or a good different...or just different...but that that I do know is that I am, or at least I feel different. I'm sitting in class and granted being in class I"m never over the moon happy, but right now I definitely, totally not doing ok. I know a part of that was lingering from yesterday. I just got back into town. Gainesville was super sucky...como siempre. But it really, really just makes me want to scream and holler