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Merry Christmas indeed....Amanda cut holes in all of my socks.

I thought this would stop eventually.

I have no clean boxers.
Maybe I won't wear any today.

...that'd be gross.
Even more gross than wearing dirty boxers?

Oh it's the time of Halloween.
Natalie, darling, be my date?

I think it'll be Bob the Builder
Like everyone else, I need a costume.
But then again...maybe I don't.
I have plenty of useless crap in my trunk.

Maybe I'll be my little sister.
Nat, will that embarrass you?

Jake, maybe we could cook something up together.

My dad sent me a hammer.

Why would he do that?

I never thought I'd say this but...

This place can get really boring.

"No. No!" he kept mumbling to himself, pacing the common room nervously. This couldn't be happening now. And he knew that it wasn't Amanda that had snuck into his room and hid his a few key tools of his.

They were in the common room, he hoped. But he couldn't very well just turn the place inside out looking for a glue gun and exact-o knife.

Dude...I saw your ex before and she looked totally...lost in thought.
Like not herself at all. It was totally weird.
No rude comment as I walked passed her...not even a growl.

Have you seen her this year yet?

School is good again.

Prefect duty...better than last year. Now I know what I'm doing.