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Friday, March 6, 2009


My frinds are reading over my shoulder, trying to pronouce "Otaku." So far, they've got "Ohtaco," "ootakoo" and "Ahtaki."
Yeah, no idea how they got that last one. 0.o

Tis, here, after school, in video game club. Apparently, I've spelt Shun's name wrong: it's Shuwan.

Yeah. Sounds African. I know. Which is really weird, because he might just be whiter than me. If such a thing is even possible... lol

Ah! I am suddenly deafened by the noise of countless game systems turned on. The good news is, they have donuts. Therefore: I am satisfied. THANK YOU, GOD.

And to answer your question, Josh: Nothing is wrong with short hair. It's just that Dan looks better with long hair. Well, most of the time he does, anyway.

Let's see... They've got 3 different TV's in here, 2 of them are in use right now. On the first TV, they're playing Super Mario Brothers. On the second, Christie is playing Pokemon. I'm probably just going to be sitting here, typing the entire time. Otherwise, I just feel impossibly awkward.
I mean, I've been here before, but for some reason, it fears weird being here now.

Oy... My mom won't pick up her phone and I forget to tell her I was staying after. '-__- KLHAIUFAIFIO489YH89WHIHF9EAR9AO...
Hmm... I wanna write a poem but I have no inspiration right now.
Aw, screw it. Time for another conversation made up (almost) entirely of lines from my favorite songs:

Me: You're a fine piece of real estate and I'm gonna get me some land.

Him: But you'll never catch us, so just let me be.

Me: Do I creep you out?

Him: It depends--can I sniff your blouse?

Me: Sure. Because this fight could be the last fight.

Him: But I don't really care which side winds, as long as the room keeps singing. That's just the business I'm in.

Me: An arms dealer?

Him: Yes. Fitting you with weapons in the form of words.

Me: What's it like in New York City?

Him: Well, I called her on the phone and she touched herself. I laughed myself to sleep.

Me:... I wanna marry my stalker.

Him: Why? The groom's bride is a whore.

Me: Yeah, but the sounds of this small town make my ears hurt.
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Alright. That's all I got. Thanks for tolerating my sanity.
ily
~Belinda

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