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    <title>today was a day just like any other.</title>
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    <content type="html">Last fall I walked home from school. It wasn’t the pretty fall anymore; it was the fall where everything was already dead. The fall where you walk through the woods and feel lucky to find something that even resembles red. I walked down the pathway in between the dead trees and leaf-covered grass and I felt like red. The only living thing in a sea of dead. The water in a bucket of ice. The only burning ember left in an extinguished fire. And as I walked further, I saw a cardinal. Now there were two embers left in an extinguished fire, and it felt good not to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this today. Maybe I'm being cocky, but I really like it. Constructive criticism? Okay. As long as you aren't a dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was boring, uneventful, and it made me really tired. Until I walked home from school. I'm not sure why, but something just sort of changed my perspective on today. I realized I really need to shape up. Lately, my views have been changing a lot. Starting out with my religion, I just sort of stopped believing. Then I changed my mind about my future career. I used to want to be an English or Special Ed teacher. Now I'm not so sure. And another thing, I've always wanted to live in Minnesota for the rest of my life. I've always wanted to go to college here, then live here. Now I'm not so sure. I really wouldn't mind living in Chicago. Who knows, I've got at least a couple years to figure that out. I'm kind of glad I'm opening up my options, I've always been stuck to one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick of the way my life is going right now. I'm basically sucking at school. I don't pay attention in school, and I read instead of doing my homework. And I'm bored now. Thank you, lifejournal. See ya!</content>
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