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I feel like bursting into many tiny little pieces. Well, actually, I just feel like running around like a maniac in the middle of a busy city street and singing my heart out (not that I want to get run over or anything). Instead however, I am sitting calmly at my computer, trying out my new prom shoes and wishing that it wasn't Monday...or at least, wishing that people didn't have school on Mondays. Oh well...
THE STREETS ARE ALIVE WITH THE SOUND OF MUSIC! WITH SONGS THEY HAVE SUNG FOR A THOUSAND YEARS!
MAN I FEEL LIKE A WOMAN!
THE STREETS ARE ALIVE WITH THE SOUND OF MUSIC! WITH SONGS THEY HAVE SUNG FOR A THOUSAND YEARS!
MAN I FEEL LIKE A WOMAN!