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Monday, August 18, 2003
All I did was stretch and my hips are sore. My mom wants to take me to a physiotherapist. I wouldn't mind that if it was guaranteed that they could fix me. They couldn't fix Chelsey. She had to quit. I don't want to quit. I leave in two hours, more or less. I'm getting really anxious to go. I'm excited now - more excited than nervous, although I'm sure that will change as we get closer. It's all good. It's got to be. I watched my dance-camp tapes today .::cough:obsessive:cough::. They put me in a good mood. This entry is pointless. I'm just writing to give myself something to do so that I don't go insane. Hailey spazzed at 3:58:00 p.m. ***
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