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Do you?

PRIDE PROM OHFYVE!


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Shitty balls friday ( Read more... )

Friday was a feild trip to Rendezvous with Me (Madness) film festival at the Center for Addiction and Mental Health. I wanted to beat up Gabe for being an ignorant fool and just plain NOT GETTING IT. He is so frustrating. Saying idiot things about patients there. Whatta stoop. Then me, Miro, Natto bought lotsa fudge and gifties for Claudo (I got ( Read more... )

G-Po is right ( Read more... )

I really wish I had that other kind of a friend.
No one seems to want me like that. Everyday it's more of nothing. And nothing adds up to a lot. Do I scare? Am I just in the blind spot?

Why don't things just happen?
Why can't I do it.

I just tried elaborately updating my journal 3 times with no success. It's not even worth the being pissed off anymore.

I oughta just fade.

Today at lunch we found a giant box ( Read more... )

I keep making friends with tall, rap-loving, grade 12 boys. Really out of nowhere.
The tally is at four. Three in a week. They start up conversations with me very often now.

I don't understand my appeal.

1. Open a music player.
2. Go to 'all music'/'library'.
3. Hit shuffle.
4. Find photos of the first 10 artists/bands that come up [no repeats and no cheating].
5. Have people guess who the artists/bands are

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