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I was kicked out of a bowling for soup concert for drinking. Then I went to this dude's house and had three more beers, two mixed with coke. Flashed a guy and it was confirmed that my breast are normal, as oppossed to the weird version that I think of. First day of school and I'm longing for band class two bells away. Micheal Bishop, I'm sorry for being shallow. But I cannot date an ugly guy. Timmy is looking buff, insert manly grunting noises. Damn America. Damn. Learning about Freud and going against my ppre-set idea of havingno friends. Email me mirmir. Bitta bitta.