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the dream thing kinda stopped working, cuz the rest of the week i didnt remember any dreams. what have i learned from this? horoscopes are bs. i got a 73 on the spelling test, so im fucked in that. saturday, i went to frying pan park with my church and kids from beacon house. that was ok. then after that got to meet the new minister at a meeting. rode my scooter(haha) to katjas house in my capris (haha) where we went to blockbuster, rented saved and (ugh) 13 going on 30. when we walked betsy home we saw this guy in a hood all dressed in black we (me katja tom nicki) all got really freaked out. sunday went to church. that afternoon got sprinting and throwing shoes. today sucked. im in a group for this thing in drama with mary herdman (who today bragged about going out with russell pruden, shoot me) emily (the mentally challenged girl who really pissed me and diana off at crewday last weekend) Steve (katte's neighbor who mr. henderson used my fucking makeup on when i wasnt in the room, with out asking because steve hadnt gotten his yet *shudders* sry so nasty) and julie and will. me and julie and will are suffering severely. mary hid behind a curtain, and we had to ask mr. henderson if we could write her out of our skit for her to come out. tonite was throwers practice, patrick fox was a complete asshole, which he seems to be alot lately, i bet he duznt even remember why hes mad at me. im surprised andrea (junior girl) didnt kick him in the balls, or throw a disc or shot at him. i cant go to the taking back sunday/ jimmy eat world concert, its a weeknight. am very depressed about that. but i might go to the ryan adams concert on may 21! woohoo!