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Back.
8:40 p.m. on 2004-12-10

I've been back, what.. two and a half days? Not even that.. And already, I'm sitting here on my own, because my friends don't actually seem to exist.
I was talking to Damien.. or Josh.. or whoever he is. But he brb'd ages ago. I do that myself. I know he isn't coming back.

Lapland was great. I didn't want to come home and now I wish I hadn't.
They'd set the cabin up just how I'd asked them, vanilla candles, blankets by a lit fire, all that stuff.
Fucking freezing though.

Got drunk earlier. By myself. Obviously.

Mike should be home soon. Should be.. Doesn't mean he WILL be.

Stephen isn't coming home tonight. God knows whose bed he'll be in.

Have some other much better news, but I'm not going to put it in here until I've told certain people.

Not sure what I'm going to go do now. Maybe drink some more. Or maybe I should just go to sleep..

Mood // Depressed.
Song // Deftones - Hexagram.

Lost ||In The|| Chaos