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Apr 09, 2004 13:56

It's 1:56 so I have to get ready for work soon, I guess. I feel like my stomach is coming through my throat. I don't feel like going anywhere.

The driving instructor showed up this morning because Angela didn't cancel her lesson. He stormed off like a dick and a half. Who cares, I'm taking my test on the 14th anyway. I'll probably fail, but besides the point. That ruins my day when someone acts like a jerk to me.

This picture is from last Saturday. I have Chelsea's cash down my shirt. Monies, yo.


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