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2 years ago, during the trail-blazing grade ten days, i slept through saturdays, fell asleep at 10, and probably prayed or something on sundays. The one party every 2 months i went to pretty much highlighted the year, and they really werent that exciting. but i guess back then. hah at the start of each new year, it would always be: "man, this year, soo many parties. like, THIS is the year." and the one year we were too whatever to think about and remember that ritual, it happened!
between the reel big fish, and the beer, and the crying and the dancing, i think we've started off the year nicely.
school's okay too. whatever! i can do anything i want! mr havercroft told us so!
ahh fuck the tag-a-longs. WHEN IN ROME etc...
i dont even care that im moving anymore, i have a new gigantic basement
between the reel big fish, and the beer, and the crying and the dancing, i think we've started off the year nicely.
school's okay too. whatever! i can do anything i want! mr havercroft told us so!
ahh fuck the tag-a-longs. WHEN IN ROME etc...
i dont even care that im moving anymore, i have a new gigantic basement