so, no school. none, not until april 1. i should have figured that much. you're such a comfortable liar. blaaaaaaaaaaaah. whatamotherfuckingsurprise. i love how my stomach is growling and eating itself and there's no food here besides some dill pickle chips, and that's just not going to happen.
just got home. josh left me some new messages on my answering machine, he sounded all mad and stuff. he was all like " you are never home! pick up the phone, if you ARE home, but hey, you're never home
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