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Tuesday, January 24, 2006


   Meh...
I missed prime homework time becuase my dad wanted help cutting down a dumb tree.

Now my Chemistry junk is late, and I'm wasting time on the computer.

SO, I come home from school with the charcoal my art teacher gave me for my project, and you know what happens to it? My dog eats it. But not just any charcoal, compressed charcoal, the blackest of black. That blotch on the carpet will never completely disappear...

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