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My room has been clean for a couple of days now, thanks to my boyfriend for forcing me to clean it. I went to Christmas in the Park, where there was fake snow. Lame, but I count it. Especially since there isn't much snow here in California. I haven't baked cookies, but my grandma has. And I get enough cookies from elsewhere! I don't really need to make my own.
And then there is Fight Club and The Hunger Games. Both of which I have finished. Actually, I just finished the last sentence of Mockingjay about five minutes ago. I'm currently in that "...now what?" phase. My attention was focused so intently on finishing the series. Now that it's over, I'm experiencing that lost, empty feeling that fills you up after something that was once important, suddenly disappears.
Now I shall just sit here and reflect on how great the series was until I get my hands on a new book that is (hopefully) equally as awesome. I can't decide what that new book is going to be yet though.
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