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| ( Friday, May. 30, 2003 + 5:11 pm ) This hospital room in a house built for two. I have a horrible cold. I have these sores around my mouth and my Mum asked me if they were herpes today. I so freaked out. I thought she meant the sexually transmitted disease type, and I was like "what do you think i've been doing?!". Because, well, I haven't been doing anything. So yeah. But they hurt and I'm embarrassed to think that everyone I have seen in the past few days has thought that I have herpes. I must sound so mean. I'm sorry if you're reading this and you do have herpes. I'm going to shut up and go rent some videos now.
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