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The Italian Job was pretty lame. Party tonight, free food, saw the unsung zeroes(meh), got signed ticket from blair. met a kid that was too damn much like ricky, funny people. right. and now i'm home, and, not really tired, full. food. can't be friends with the cool kids, cause..no. i just suck that much. and that's quite alright. are report cards ever coming? no? didn't think so. alright, sounds great.
goodnight
goodnight