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kisses on the nose. besos en la nariz. dont we just love those. andrew's mine. all mine. not yours, mine. ahhh :siighh: haha. okay, those who know me well, knoooow i'm not the mushy gushy romantic type. buuuuuut oh well.
even though i should be stressed and out of it because of sophomore routine for spring show falling apart and the lack of people who actually give a damn and listeenn! i thought i'd be, but i'm not. i'm excited, but there's too much coming up and all i wanna do i sleeeeep. a sleep-aholic andrew calls me. so whats wrong with that. tell me when it's okay to go swimming. i think i have homework. o blah. yaahh thats the end.
luvs.