Me and my four readers have school tomorrow. When will I find the time to dance by myself? WHEN?
But anyway, last night was much appreciated (because after the quest for fire-- I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed.) even though I didn't drink/smoke anything. Except for the ONE cigarette because, you know, hipsters. I can't even ash properly. I use both hands. I am pathetic.
Tomorrow, Owns Me kicks off another year and yeah, not looking forward to having to do work so I'm gonna see how long I can go without doing any. You in Royale? Layout, everybody run! (Ed. note: I'm in charge, I'll do what I want.)
More Voyager!
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Expect a full report tomorrow on *shudder* my last first day of high school. EVER.
Is it Christmas yet?
Sidenote: I'll cut it with the camera guys. Flash is not my friend.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
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Apparently, after Uday Pulaski and I left, the cops came. Go figure.
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