if i hear the graduation hym one more time...i'm stabbing someone with a spork
yes its that time of year....the hopeless, lost and anibriated youths of america grab there diplomas from an igatistical prick with male pattern baldness called the principal and run to the hills. well, this year..i'm one of the few the proud...the "good enough" the graduating class of 2005. i must say though i'm even surprised that i made it out
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i can't wait to do the moustaches!
AAAND typing with fake nails SUCKS!
moving on. . .
I LOVE YOU SARAH!!!!
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