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Tuesday, January 31, 2006


   Sick, sick, sick
*cough*

Yesterday, in my AP US History class, my teacher was talking about immigrants during the 1900s. It was funny in a way because, right when I was in the midst of a coughin fit, she started talking about immigrants who had communicable disease "and those who were coughing and sniffling" (I was doing both) "were sent to this area to get better for four days."

Yes. I was singled out.

But, yes, as well, we got to talk about welfare and Paris Hilton and I am a brilliant (not trying to be big headed) debator. I should be on the debate team. You get me on a subject I feel strongly about, whether bad or good, and I can go to town, so to speak.

This computer is mad at me, I think. Can computers get mad? Someday, we'll have computers that do everything for us, even to the point of telling us whether or not we're hungry or need to take a piss. Wouldn't that be just peechy?

I visited Tobira's site and read the posty about Brownback. Everyone should.

America, what are you thinking? You make me wonder sometimes.

Do it to it, kids. You're our only hope.


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