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• 17 Sep

  Last entry. How lovely. I'm not sad at all. So this morning, my dog threw up. Right at my bedroom door. I was angry because having to clean it up makes me gag. But my younger brother refuses, and it's... More »

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• 16 Sep

  Sigh. One hundred sixty words is really not a lot, I know that, but it sure seems like it is. One hundred forty words. Still seems like an awful lot. I've decided to stop regular blogging officially. Blogging should be... More »

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• 15 Sep

  I've had "Love Story" stuck in my head like all day. All day. Not lying. It's my favorite song of the moment, though, so...it doesn't really bother me. And I want those dresses, btw. I sat over at Body Zone... More »

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• 14 Sep

  Sweat is disgusting. It was really hot at Special Olympics and my clothes were soaked. Ick ick ick. Really ick. Ick squared to the infinite ick power. And I'm like out of money. Darn you, gas prices! And darn you,... More »

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• 13 Sep

  Tonight I think we're going to see "Twelve Angry Men" because I have to see it and write a review of it for Intro to Drama. How not fun. I really should get some writing done. But well I just... More »

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• 12 Sep

  What do you think makes people put their lights on when it's cloudy and rainy but not when it's so freaking foggy that you can't see a foot in front of you and having lights on is like necessary? I'm... More »

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• 11 Sep

  I hate shopping. Probably because there's like nothing I actually like and/or would wear. It's really evil when you think about it. And it's even worse because I sort of desperately need some new clothes. I'm pretty much sick of... More »

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