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Weeeeeeeeeeee! And to Kirsten
Goin' on a long ass trip to no where in particular, except I am hell bent on going to california because it is waaarm. Unlike Washington, with it's rain and overcastedness ( Read more... ) -
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Dear Ma and Pa ( Read more... ) -
Same old
Jake's being a lazy douche again and isn't doing anything anyone tells him. At least he got busted for videogame playing. Now he's outside playing baseball, shirking responsibilities. *grumbles ( Read more... ) -
Errr
Mrs. Burgland sucks. Ass. A lot of it, too. And Mr. Tellford sucks more. So what a novel concept to have him teach the most difficult parts of the class. I am way behind in the chapter and we are at 9.1. I don't even think that in the hands of someone possessing any trait that could possibly be percieved as a vague representation of something that ( Read more... ) -
Anyways...
I wanna chill out all day long. Just a day. No obligations, nothin'. I'm tired of planning school, writing essays of extreme lengths, WASL, annoying assignments, chem procedures, righting corectly, the works. -
Wow
Talked to Mr. Durocher. He anti-helped me for a while and than ruined everything. Oh well. I'm really hoping for ORCA because running start is becoming a non-option to me because there are too many darn graduation requirments. This might mean an after school job thingy to get my occupational credits! Damn school. Maybe I'll just screw it and not ( Read more... ) -
Ahhaha!
I have complete control over my brother. I didn't want to make dinner so I asked him to and he generally whined for a while until he gave up because he dosn't like mashed potatoes. So than I sez (You wanna know what I sez?) I tell you what I sez I sez "I'll tell dad about you playing video games instead of finding a job doing chores or homework if ( Read more... ) -
Eep
http://www.cnn.com/2006/WORLD/africa/02/17/zimbabwe.fetuses.ap/index.html
O_o Africa is not looking too good now, English (class) isn't helping either. -
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Late last Saturday night, a young chap was walking home from a club. It was a cold, wet, windy evening, and he was tired and freezing. Most of the streetlights in the area were out, and the silence was only broken by the occasional sound of a stray cat sifting through a dustbin ( Read more... )