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I'm extremely bored. I was supposed to out today... since I never do... but everyone's too lazy to care about what I want. <sighs loudly>
"Two blonds were walking threw the woods and came across some queer tracks. The first blond said, 'Look, dear tracks!' The second blond turned to her and said, 'No they're not, those are moose tracks.' Two minutes later, they were hit by a train."
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Once again, I'm finished with my work before anyone else in the class. Hmmph. It feels like Tuesday. I'm going to go work on my award's page.
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I have a song traped in my head... "How does it feel... to treat me like you do" Over and over and over... "Tell me how does it feel... to treat me like you do" That's all I know. Argh. I want that CD... I think the group's Orgy... The video is beachin', too.
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Stupid cheap-ass snow. There was 5 inches or so out this morning, and now I think there might be 2. Damnit. My school only has a 2 hour delay... So. Another boring, wasted day at home. I had a scare this morning because some girl is after my boyfriend... grr... Evil little girl. Yeah. I have no motivation to do anything... except sit here and stare blankly foward, visiting home page after home page... Ugh. Encase this *certian person* reads this, I want to thank them for making the photo album for me. 
Everyone here will probably know soon enough, because it's too cute and too sweet for me to keep to myself... Yep yep. Anyway. No one signed my guestbook yesterday, or today... <crys> Alright... I'm out.
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Yes, I'm back again. Anyone want to see what my pages looked like before I transfered them all to tripod? Well well well... go ahead, view my old pages. See that thingy along the left hand side? I figured out how to do that myself in May-ish, when it was really popular... it's my only claim to fame. 