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Friday, May 7, 2004


So how did everyone like my poems? [varied answers from random bystanders] Well really I don't care if you did or not. I wrote them for me and not you so kiss mah godamned ass biatch. And you should be expecting a new one as soon as I post it here. Right now it's sitting on my neon yellow green floopy that is sticking out of my floopy drive. I have to make this short because I have to call my mom to see if I need to pick my little brother or if I can sit here and wait for her to get home so that we can go to my grandparents. Which I really don'y want to do but I have to do anyway. So i'll stop whining about that. I don't like to whine a lot. I might bitch but I dont like to whine.

It was 93 degrees today minus the humidity. It gets horridly muggy here in the Ohio valley. But then again its the only place that you need to pack a parka and a pair of shorts to vacation to in May. Last week it was 40 degrees for the high. Now tell if that isn't sparadic.

I won't be online tonight. Because of said previous engagements. I might get some writing done. Which I really need to do. I'm going to see my schools production of Oliver Twist tomorrow night so I wont be on till about well normal time so bleh. I'm only going to the play because a mass amount of people I know are in it as well as like of three of my good friends.

I need to call my mom so I'll post my poem which is dedicated to a certain boyo, whom gets mentioned in here a lot and no it's not James. His poem is Smolder my Mind.

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