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…to see if I got into NYU. Blargh, of all the parts of senior year I could have relived, why couldn’t it have been where I walked down the hallways and girls swarmed over, asking me to autograph their children and/or various body parts. Yep, that part of senior year was good.

Hey, this is my 365th entry. So there’s like, a year of entries in here. Except I’ve already passed the one year mark… you know what I mean. Like if every entry was a day… forget it.