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Oct 22, 2006 18:57

my day was bad. I am sick. I had to take the fake SAT. I have to start taking SAT classes. I'm bored. I'm tired of my house. I feel really bad. I'm fat.
THe first thing my mom said when she got back from boston:"You're on restriction for hurting you brother's feelings by not putting up his pizza" -ha.ha.ha. It's nice to know that even with your lack of friends and hobbies that you still find comfort in grasping the stem of your wineglass like a baby holding a rattle. YAY! she's on her second bottle.

the end.
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