when life hands me lemons, like broken keys, dramaticly fake friendships, disappointing love affairs, and gut wrenchingly emotional fights with those maternally close to me, i make lemonade. but i usually end up adding too much sugar, and spilling the lemonade on the kitchen floor, and then slipping in it. and cracking my skull, so that i have a
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gina just laughed in my face about taking a computer class. it didnt really offend me though. u guys are just all jeaouls.
lets do the spelling bee guys. i think it would be g-r-e-a-t
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