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Ah, in history again. Library project. Gottsa love 'um. Just sittin here missin Kayla. ::Sigh:: This project blows ass, I have to do a presentation on how the Uniteds States Arms control affed the 1920's. Yeah O.K. I dont live in the 1920's so I dont fucking care. Sorry, Mrs. Metz. Solo and Ensemble is on Saterday, fuckity fucking fuck fuck. A duck. Screw a kangaroo. Fingerbang an orenatang . . . and so on . . . Oh oh, spekaing of vaginas I got my duck hunt shirt. Whoot. Heh. It is so frickin' cool. My poor sick Kayla. I will go nurse her back to health after school. ::Develish laugh:: I like the sound of your town: Meriferessebo. Followed by a rousing history project compleate with five pages of note. Which I guess I could be starting now but, eh . . . Livejournal is much more important. True dat. True that. wOOt. It bothers me that is isnt whOOt. But then I guess its not syemertical. Props to the peeps who know what I'm babblin' bout this time. I'm a speakin in dialect if you catch ma' drift. What is is happnin in my life? Um I have been playing Pokemon NONSTOP for a few days, Kayla is still so far ahead of me though. Heh, were cool. NO YOUR NOT. Im also reading this book called Millionaires. Reading? Yeah I know, its shocking. But after the Da Vinchi Code (best book ever) I kinda got into reading. So I started this one. Since Im obsessed (I know the sign for that) with money, this book seems to float my boat. ::Winks at Ali:: Mmmmm she can float my boat anytime. What eles? Oh my dad came home last night. With all his stuff and jazz. Hmmmmm. Dont know what to think. Coco is still alive and kickin' his kidney failure is termanal but for the time being he seems fine. The ferrets are as ferret-ity as usual. My moms antique thing is starting to do really well. She gave up pretty much on the two malls and is almost soley reselling shiz on E-Bay. She is making hella money too. This one cake plate which she bought for like ten bucks a few weeks ago, she just sold for eighty-something dollars! Thats like 800 percent profit. Alot better then my fucking shit fuck Zones stocks. Booooooooo. So and So you can go to the thrift store. Or junkyard. Ahhhhh prefix tests in Eliff. WTF??? I dont give a flying fuck about word prefixes. Oh my god this period is going by so painfully slow. I just want to get out and go see my baby.
Today Steph Chin did the nicest thing ever for me. She knows about Coco, being sick and she gave me a bag of Otis Spunkmyer cookies. She said she had saved um for me. It is people like her who change this world. I know my friends all let me know that they feel bad and hope for the best, but its people that you least expect to do anything, that stand out and mean the most. Its like one of those "wow, there are some truly good people in this world" moments.
Still a half hour to go. Michael, I hope you are doing well on your englsih presentaion. Oh, of corse you will, my four point buddy. Speaking of which, in sign language we had this dumb test thing and one of the questions was who is you best friend. And I thought about it and Michael truly is. (Kinda by default, seeing as I have no other friends) No, J/K I really trust that guy with all my problems, its good to know I have a friend I can really count on. Even if he is an undecisive, whiny, emo-kid. J/K the love is there.
OMG, Page, I serously want to talk about your Australia thing with you. Is it too late to sign up??? Cause I have been there like 5 times (and am probably going this summer) and I would KILL to live and study there for a while. I am dead serious, so get back to me ASAP. It would be so much freaking fun. Plus I would know someone there. Who I LOVE.
Ha, only twenty minutes left. I better take a few notes seeing as I havent started and its dues tomorrow and I present on Friday. Fuck.
Today Steph Chin did the nicest thing ever for me. She knows about Coco, being sick and she gave me a bag of Otis Spunkmyer cookies. She said she had saved um for me. It is people like her who change this world. I know my friends all let me know that they feel bad and hope for the best, but its people that you least expect to do anything, that stand out and mean the most. Its like one of those "wow, there are some truly good people in this world" moments.
Still a half hour to go. Michael, I hope you are doing well on your englsih presentaion. Oh, of corse you will, my four point buddy. Speaking of which, in sign language we had this dumb test thing and one of the questions was who is you best friend. And I thought about it and Michael truly is. (Kinda by default, seeing as I have no other friends) No, J/K I really trust that guy with all my problems, its good to know I have a friend I can really count on. Even if he is an undecisive, whiny, emo-kid. J/K the love is there.
OMG, Page, I serously want to talk about your Australia thing with you. Is it too late to sign up??? Cause I have been there like 5 times (and am probably going this summer) and I would KILL to live and study there for a while. I am dead serious, so get back to me ASAP. It would be so much freaking fun. Plus I would know someone there. Who I LOVE.
Ha, only twenty minutes left. I better take a few notes seeing as I havent started and its dues tomorrow and I present on Friday. Fuck.