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I actually got up early and worked out this morning. Admittedly, I was the least fit person in the room (show up at a gym before 6am and I'm bound to be) BUT. Exercise, it was had, and lo, I kinda kicked butt.

On to mission of the day, part two: Cut down on the M&Ms. Even if they are the only chocolate substance in the room while listening to lectures for 9+ hours.

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:( Is it really so bad that after a long day of being super-social, I just want to be alone for a couple hours? It's not like I'm dissing anyone's fun. And no, I don't need to just try going to parties and such - I have. I'm utterly miserable by the end of the night. I hate even the idea of getting drunk - I've been tipsy, and that too is unhappy-making.

And no, I don't have to be OMG ALONE, going to watch a movie is fine, or just kinda chilling... but constant conversation or high-energy-ness... just ain't my thing.

So maybe I'll die alone, an old maid, all boring.

Better'n some alternatives.

*grumps off to bed*