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Saturday, April 8, 2006


Tailgates, long talks
And your superficial friends
Shiny, silver Fords
That lead us to dead ends
And I said do you lick these salty wounds
That you, yourself condone
I sit, wait, and I'm all alone
But I can't go home
'Cause you're my home
If I Die- Something Corporate

So... I threatened to run away...

The plan is Im going to bus it to Vancouver... Hop on a ship to either A) China or B) Inndonisia... hijack the ship to Australia..... Manage to catch Howee before he goes to Europe... manage to stow away in his luggage with out him knowing it.... Escape from the luggage when in Europe... find my friend, AKA Fes ((cause he was the Foreign Exchage Student when I was in grade 12)) in germany.... hang out with him for a bit.... leave... go to Africa for a bit.... I want to see an African Elephant.... hopefully end up in Zimbabwe... cause that was the only African country I could think of at the time.... find a boat/ ship there.... cause Im not entierly sure where its located, ie close to a coast or not.... I think its in the middle.... or close.... I dont really care.... Im running away here..... Supposedly my boat/ ship is going to end up in Antartica.... where personally I plan to die from the cold... Zanorich says Im going to find a five star prepaid hotel room.... I still say Im going to die from the cold because Im not going to know the room is paid for.... The majority of this is planned because I want to be difficult... but its probably going to take place because Im fucking tired of being ditched out on... long story short I cant find a bloody breakfast buddy to eat with and I find it depressing when I have to eat alone.... so maybe if I die in antartica.... people will realize they shouldnt have been so fucking self centered and should have shared coffee with me.... theres more to the story... but I prefer looking like a selfish brat right now.... maybe Ill go visit Zappa... among other southerners....
Sita

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