Wow
Don't you hate it when you just can't seem to do anything right? Even in kindergarten I'd color the dinosaur red when it was supposed to be green. And the more and more I think about it, the more I come to believe that I am a black sheep. But where do all the black sheep go? And once they go and find all the other black sheep are they still then truly "black sheep"? And isn't it ironic that if a regular old white sheep were to walk into a group of black sheep it would then become in a sense a "black sheep". Do you think that the black sheep would then disassociate themselves from that one white sheep, or accept that sheep like they were not accepted? Sheep are just so fascinating aren't they? Oh, by the way, here's a few shout outs to some peeps: Nicole, It was great to have you here! It's nice to know I have someone close from the family, have fun at college! Mini-vans rule!! J.A.B., I love you! 3 months and counting. Have fun in Washington, send me a postcard or else! Kack, we have to do something over the summer before I kill myself of boredom! Peace,
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