Term Paper=Massive Stomach Ulcer
Blue Finger Nail Polish=Ugly
Gwen Jason=Lives Behind Me
Flipping Pre Cal is the best thing that has happened to me since the gold rush. Mr. Olson is the worst thing since sliced bread. Cell fones are what keep us moving, and flipping songs that make Matt Regan dance are what make the world go round. This is possibly the worst post ever, but there's nothing for me to say. Nothing new in my life. Huong got pinched today, and it left a bruise. Why'd she get pinched? Because the pincher was color blind. I parked by Beaula this morning. Katlyn got her senior pictures in an e-mail and she looks FLIPPING HOTT. My mom's been super busy with work, and I feel like she regrets switching jobs. I met her new boss, and co-workers...they're nowhere as amazing as her previous working companions. Oh well...she just needs to adjust to change, and find common ground. One day, I will layer that woman's hair...and die it back to her original color.
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