it's 11 pm and i should be going to sleep. but i dont want to. and this is a no caps and no punc night.
soooooo. soooo. pamphlet. bubbly. fun words.
choir tour? i need teh infoz mizz emileee johnsahn.
i don't get ms murie at all. half the time she's nice, and half the time she's really mad at us. tomorrow we have a test.. guess who's excited.
dooddooddooddooddooddooddood. photoshop madness will come soon. it won't be a happy topic. but it will be the last thing i say about that topic. it's the last thing i have left about it.
so yeah. i didn't realize how much i missed you. and the other you, its weird how like, i actually am like ooh i get to see them at lunch today! and then i remember oh wait. its (insert reason for not being there). its... curious.
yo gur. so i went to the flower shop today to get a coursage or however you spell it, right? and guess how many different colors of purple there are? yeuh. well this lady had like 2. so that didn't work out well. but i think it'll work somehow.
dood. i think ima look snazzy in this tux thingy. ahahahakoie;aeknfo3;ohuuioiuytrdcv nmkiutfvbnmkiuygbnmkiuhbnmkiuhgbnmkiuhnmkiuhnmkuyghytreawe4567890p. tired.
i made friends with a nice 21 year old from china. his name is lubo, and he's at school to study architectural design. pen pals lawlz
uhm. i think that might be it. this ap block cartoon is..iffy. i wish i could actually make some sort of art. literature or otherwise.
which leaves us with this attempt.
actually, im going to quote another person.
"it's ironic, at times like this you pray, but a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday."
oh, and another.
"when the rich wage war, it's the poor who die."
night.
|me
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