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Wednesday, November 19, 2008

i swear i can kill u, with my bear hands.
field prac. assessment later.
i shld be slping.
but, i cant.
must be the nervousness,
not the many things in mind.

i spend freaking 3 hrs doing the storyboard.
yada.
they will say, eeeee! ur drawing like child's.
whatever!

dear sis-sy.
i am missing you like CRAZY
fly back won't you,
remember my many presents=DDDDDD

he is a jerk.
go to your significant other wun you.
stop making me feel like a bitch.

feel the beat.
feel the beat
ck in 2 u.
feel the beat.
AH.
which to get, frustrating.



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