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okay: i just got back from toronto. friday amy and her boyfriend drove us there and then we went to a club place called inside. it was so exciting because everyone was asian but me, there were three floors and i was still the whitest kid on the block. i was up pretty late, and then i bussed to scarborough where my family was for easter with my nana. so then we had easter there etc. family can be unneccessarily stressful, and it makes me spell things wrong. my brother plays the fiddle, so obviously he is my nana's pride and joy because he is tall, irish and can play jigs and reels. that ass. if only making really gly paintings was specifically irish, then i would be queen. my brother and i went downtown to explore possibilities of getting gang banged, which did not work out to its full potential. i am switching lives in three weeks and am getting afraid