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I have a new Icon. ADORE IT, KIDDOS. Yeah, that's me Vogue-ing on the Austin Duck Adventures with my quacker.
Go to your calendar, click on the first day of each month, and copy and paste the first sentence from that entry. This is your year in review.
January: In the year 2005 I resolve to: Make the FBIs most wanted list.
February: You are a dominating person. People don't stand in your way. Everybody basically does what you say.
March: You're laid back and melodic like a trip to the park with a basket of snacks. You remind people of sunshine because you're so warm and inviting
April: "Accelerate the inevitable: Embrace your lack of the unique, stop liking bands for their scarcity, enjoy the full spectrum of music, not just the portions with credibility directed prefixes. And don't forget to thank "The O.C." for saving you some time along the way."
May: It's my birthday. Horray for me.
June: Think of the first word that comes to mind when you think of me. (don't tell me what it is)and run a google image search on that word.
July: So, Camille spent the night last night. We had fun, sewed, and did some things that are illegal that I am not at liberty to say.
August: Anderson -- which had been ranked by various publications, including Newsweek, as one of the nation's top schools -- was deemed academically unacceptable because the school's special education students failed to meet the state benchmarks.
September: Highlight of the day:
Getting a question right on the Powell quiz because of the song "Istanbul (Not Constantinople)."
"Even old New York, was once New Amsterdam."
October:
I want someone new.
I want someone now.
November:
Someone should buy this for me. Probably Marie, for her calling me Orange all the time.
December: In October I farted in an elevator (-6 points). Last Thursday I pulled nervousnellie's hair (-5 points). Last Sunday I ruled Canada as a kind and benevolent dictator (700 points). In August I pushed wandastruckstop in the mud (-17 points).