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Tuesday, August 21, 2007 4:23 PM

Title of art piece: We decided to draw flowers all over our notes during lecture.


And so, Joey decided to trim her hair halfway through class. (oh, take note of my favourite really puny pair of scissors)

Very recently, even sleeping at twelve everynight doesn't seem to be working for me anymore, it's making me a zombie. Floorball would never be my best friend, the stick does far from wonders once it's in my hands.

"I should be a bee man, because people pay more attention to it." I was half asleep before i burst into laughter when my econs teacher said that today. (A bee was flying around in class) Maybe i should start paying attention to him, tee hee.


♥ Live through all these letters










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