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Thursday, September 16, 2004


   You dare poke ME with a GOURD?! BAH!!!
Every yelled that in a friend at a grocery store? Try it.

You know that post I made a while back about tryin' in school this year? Wanted to define 'satisfaction' for meself? I'm beginning to think realise that it was a stupid idea. I'm a lazy bastard, and I'll never be anything else. Old habits die hard.

Some classes just don't deserve me, anyways. Heh, I was so out of my mind in French class that I wrote a love letter to 'video games', and a hate letter to 'math, french, and gym'. >_<"
I blame it on the fact that I'm not allowed to play video games on weekdays. This means I have no ways in which to vent my murderous rage. Watch out, Des Moines. (Why? o_O)

And in Geo, someone was taping bits of paper to my face. Whenever anyone asked, I told them I had a shaving accident. o.o

I bounced home, yellin' "BASSOON!" all the way. That's 'cause, ya know, I'm allowed to play the bassoon in band now. I hope.

I'm eatin' a bag o' Emu jerky! [And yet I am suspicious of anything that contains a bag with "DO NOT EAT" printed on it.]

It tastes funny.

In a white room. With black curtains. At the station.
-S

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