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Thursday, March 25, 2010 . 3/25/2010 10:12:00 PM

It's weird, you know? I used to be able to cry at little things. Now, it's a little different. I've become a little... numb. Maybe that's a wrong word to use, but that's the first word that comes to mind.

I feel the pain in there, but out there, I'm just can't express it. Emotionless, like dolls. I can't believe I'm so dry-eyed after looking at that. Grades, they mean nothing to me anymore. Except to pass. I'm so disappointed in myself I can't feel it.

I'm feeling like an empty vessel now...