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Seta Soujiro (not really... but...)
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Wednesday, September 22, 2004
...heh...
EDIT: got rid of some of it, seemed kind of pointless to leave it in there...
today was one of those days when i come home and think to myself...
"i think i'll get hundreds of apples and take the seeds out, crush them up and drink it! why? because apple seeds contain cyanide! hahahaha"
now really my day wasn't that bad, but i think school is driving me insane.
the day started well enough, got yelled at again for playing laruku too loudly xD
and then i got to where i had to wait for the bus. we noticed that the bus seemed a little late, and then one of the seniors came and told us, "the bus broke down around the corner... you should go call your parents." which was VERY convienent since my dad was at work and my mom was taking my sister to school. so then this guy in my class offers me a ride with his parents because he lives right down the street. and we walk down towards his house, get to the end of the street, and hear someone calling us. the bus is back. so we have to come running back so we don't miss the bus.
after that classes, but that's kind of boring...
then, i get on the bus to go home... which is ok... and after that i have to go to the library to tutor kids for service hours. which wouldn't be so bad if there were actually kids there. basically we (me 2 sophmores and a senior) sat around doing nothing waiting for some kids to ask for help.
after that: checked my messages and find out my friend is depressed again.
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